Avengers Fanfiction Rogues Think Peter Is Tony's Son Novels & Stories

' 'Tell me more later, if we get out of here that is. 'I'll tell you more, and we are getting out of here.' We turn our attention back when suddenly our warriors rush out from around us. They are standing in front of us like a shield as the three larger rogues started to step closer to us. Looking down at Levi, my worry set in as the other four started getting closer to where he was laying. Why would our father go so far to hurt his own son, the one person he actually wanted to take over as Alpha? I just don't understand this, using Levi as bait to lure me out. What would he accomplish from that?

Lance's POV. Rogues. Rogues. Rogues. I hate them so damn much, I hate them to the point that the mention of rogues makes my blood boil, clouds my judgment and makes me want to strangle or throttle someone. The fact that Allyssa was in cohorts with rogues all this while is shocking, it has downright thrown me off my feet with disbelief, I should have known, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, she's just like her father, a traitor and a betrayer.

“Like I keep saying, rogues are your problem not mine. This is what happens when you mix outside of your status.” He was unbelievable, I wonder whether he is willing to die on the hill he stands so proudly on. Especially when his own fated mate is a rogue, meaning his son is also half rogue…let’s see how he acts when the day comes that he learns that not only is Dessa a rogue, but that Athan isn’t even his son. But the son of a low-ranking warrior. “Fine, have it your way. Are you treating my healer well?” “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Alpha Liam replied. "The only way we can get taken by the rogues is if we go back to my original pack. I think the rogues hold a grudge against my dad and even if they don't, they will feel threatened if news that Zane has a son who is leading the pack reaches their ears, they will pay us a visit in no distant time...." Hunter trailed off. "And it will definitely not be a friendly visit," Shirley said. "Definitely! They would want to have this satisfaction that they defeated both father and son....but they would be wrong this time around, they do not know what is coming for them," Hunter said with a wicked glint in his eyes.

The look on his tells me that im not going to hear good news “ What? Tell me “ I push him. “let's go inside first “ we did “So, what is it?” “ The Rogue Alpha is the son of the an old Alpha that my parents were looking for, now the son is the one that took over the pack a few weeks ago” he say but what does that have to do with me? He must have seen the confusion on my face because he said” Well when the father was involved they would rob packs and not hurt anyone but the son is completely different, just two days ago they rob a pack and killed four members” “ So the son is more deadly than the father?” I ask him because that's just great.

Lycan like Stark didn't want to interfere between the two rivals but to witnessed the horrible attitudes of the rogues made him change his goal,to colonized the Rogues civilization lead by Ramses. He's the bastard son of Rig. He killed his own father to be in his position today. He killed everything he gets on his way even the love of his life, his mate Agatha. When he learned that Agatha was pregnant but no to him, to the mortal, she killed them both. He made everyone believed that Agatha was poisoned by someone inside their territory and accused an innocent rogue to cover up his own crime. They hanged the fool rogue in front of their gate and beheaded him their by swinging an axe on his ne

She saw how hard he had been working, planning to take down Rogue, and Indianna couldn't help but wonder, if they managed to defeat Rogue, what life would he be like once they were free. She struggled to see true happiness in any of their futures. Everyone was going to be tainted forever because of Rogue. "You..." Brooklyn's voice cracked and she forced herself to look Rogue in the eye. "Are you insinuating-" Rogue smiled sadistically. "What? What am I insinuating, Brooklyn? That the child could be mine?" Brooklyn's chair scraped back on the floor, screeching loudly, making Indianna cringe. Brooklyn clutched her stomach and stumbled backwards, looking like she was going to throw up.

“I mean, I prefer badass assassin one?” Tony says, grinning his wry half-smile as he steps forward to shake the duke’s hand. “But sure, that works too.” Roger laughs, instantly liking Tony, as dad shoos us all forward into the center of the tent where there’s a large table waiting with the details of the battle clearly sketched out on it. Roger moves to stand with Jesse, draping an arm around his son’s shoulders and making it quite clear which of his parents Jesse more closely resembles.

I think about what he said and come to the conclusion that the Rogue King is going to try to fast-track the transition from an uncontrolled killing rogue into a controlled killing Rogue by using the connection he has made with Aurora. Once back in my tent, I think about what the rogue said about my father and he is right if he is allowed to become a rogue, he would, with the right encouragement, be the most ruthless, cruel unforgiving and brutal rogue to ever walk the world. I already knew that I would have to kill my father, but even more now, I can't allow him to become the most powerful rogue next to the Rogue King himself.

The man they called the High Alpha was the same one they’d treated like a stray. No one had suspected that a "failure" like Logan could unite the fractured packs into a force as dominant as Pierce Holdings. Evelyn couldn't breathe. She looked at her husband, unable to even vent her spite with him standing there. She shot a sharp, meaningful look at Trevor instead. Richard picked up a scout’s report from the table, a slow, grim smile spreading across his face. "The boy actually did it." Looking at what Logan had built, Richard realized he was ten times the wolf Trevor would ever be. He felt a sudden, sharp pang of regret for exiling the boy. If he’d seen the Alpha blood in him sooner, he neve