Alya Rena Rouge Novels & Stories

“Pour us another one, Tony.” “Yes, Sir.” He obeyed. The door opened just before Tony opened a new bottle, showing Kieran with a redhead female. “Alpha Dante,” she greeted politely, despite showing an irritated expression. Ayla only wore a thin satin pajamas with a white sweater draped over her shoulder. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun—not the usual style she’d use. Her face wasn’t covered with a layer of makeup, and even her lips were pale. Kieran caught my gaze. That male stared at me with fire blazing in his eyes. That only made me smile wider.

Its Rowena, I don’t think a princess is ever going to be a sacrifice. Silence followed after I had said that,but I felt his tension ease. I looked at him in a way he wouldn’t know, I wanted to take all his features, his looks and the way he looked at me when I wasn’t starring. Why do they call you the rogue Alpha , I found myself asking. When I asked that question it seemed to get his attention because he looked at me. I don’t go with their rules princess and I don’t worship their stupid moon goddess who abandoned my people when your people turned against us or because I protected my people with my own power.

I dropped the sack that had my belongings, a smile on my face because of what I’m about to do. “I Arya Ledger, an Omega of the BlackMoon Pack rejects you, Alpha Boden from being my mate and from this moment I chose to be a rogue.” With that said I could feel the connection and ties I shared with him all severing. I summoned my wolf, letting her morphed into sight as she took control. She walked over to where I dumped the sack, picking it in between her mouth as she began running, running deep under the half moonlight into the forest. I’m now a rogue and I have no idea what awaits me.

"Rouge has a name---Ilaria? Shouldn't you be nameless? Or you couldn't stand the ugly names throwed at you?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Your thoughts until now? Do comment down below.

Kael lowered his voice. “Alpha… she smells like storm magic.” Ryan said nothing. Kael continued. “And something else.” Ryan’s jaw tightened slightly. “Yes.” Kael studied his Alpha carefully. “You felt it too.” Ryan didn’t answer immediately. But his silence confirmed everything. Kael exhaled slowly. “That girl is an omega “the lone wolf But something’s not normal.” Ryan looked down at her again. Her breathing was weaker now. Barely there. “I know.” Kael stepped closer.

“Hi, I am Sylphia Klein. It is nice meeting you. You are…?“ Hearing her voice that made Lea stop a bit. But then a gentle smile escapes her lips as she saw the girl wearing a black and silver pants style gown. “Allea Ruie, it is nice meeting you too. Sylphia” “What a beautiful name… I think I heard it somewhere before… but it seems like… it wasn’t really. I mean.. I know someone with a name almost similar to what was yours… you also have the same facial features… I wonder if the two of you are related…”

I was all excited but seeing Layla’s horrible expression on everything, seriously ruined my mood at core, though i didn’t show it on my face but deep inside, i was hurt. I dressed up in denim joggers paired with a mustard coloured crop top, and my white shoes. Stick my hair in a ponytail, and a light make up to enhance my features. I always loved dressing as simple and comfortable. Whereas Layla wore a tight fighting bodycon with pumps, like she is attending the grammy here. “Are you ready?” I asked her. “Yeah, almost done.” she replied while putting a lip gloss over her red stained lips. After she was done with her makeup, we left for breakfast. The toast and the juice welcomed me.

A maid responsible for the raiding of a pack? Impossible. How could she have gotten to the mountain rogues and even manage to convince them to do her bidding? Those wolves answered to nobody except their leader. There was only one Alpha whose reputation alone commanded that much authority, enough to bend the mountain rogues to his will. “Amelia is just a puppet on strings. There is no way she could have planned all this herself including contacting the rogues. She doesn't have that influence but I know someone who does and she is definitely working with him. It's Alejandro. He is the one she is working for.”

Because I had him. Reagan. My mate. My home. My Alpha. And once again, I am Guinevere—daughter of the Crescent Howl pack. Luna of the United Bloodlines. The Rogue Alpha’s Bride. The End.

Lycan were dangerous, known for their ruthlessness and unpredictability but something held her in place. His eyes blinked open, looking into hers. There was an intense colour of gold. Ayla had never seen anyone with gold coloured eyes before. He tried to move, but his body betrayed him, collapsing back onto the ground with a sharp groan. Ayla hesitated, even though her mind was screaming for her to look the other way, to leave him there. To turn around and pretend she had never seen him. But she couldn’t. Carefully, she took a step closer towards him. “You are in a lot of pain,” she muttered, kneeling beside him.