Novel & Cerita Avengers Fanfiction Rogues Think Peter Is Tony's Son

’ Diana’s voice rang in Aiden’s head, making him stumble. Alpha Victor looked at Aiden with amusement and partial interest. “We plan to capture Moon.” He bowed. “And…” Alpha Victor left his daughter this time and walked towards him. “Lure Liam out.” “And you think it’s easy?” Alpha Victor gave a throaty laughter. “Good luck.” He wished them, leisurely walking out before Aiden could say anything. *** “What!?” Alpha Rex’s hands gripped his knees as he looked at his beta’s sad face. “It turned out Diana is the daughter of the Rogue Alpha and being in love with my son, the Rogue Alpha sent his men to capture him.” The Beta delivered the news with his face full of grief.

His charity and donations toward underprivileged and orphan kids of Manhattan city, wolf by birth or not, was the evidence of his obsession toward kids aka those little innocent souls. Assuming that the baby Aurora was carrying was his own, one can only imagine the chaos he would create on earth. Because it was not any normal offspring. It was the Alpha's. Not any sweet normal and kind alpha— but a badass hungry and a good-looking devil with a rotten rusted heart. "Peter, what do we do now? I am horrified." Ginny spoke after a long time. Peter snorted. "Would I be pacing back and forth if I had any idea?" He stopped and snarled.

"Now you know why your parents locked your wolf... They joined our pack when you were four. Alpha and Luna became friends with Peter and Julia on vacation when some rogues tried to abduct Alpha Liam. There were about twenty rogues who cornered Alpha and Luna on the dark empty streets of France. Alpha and Luna fought them all, but the rogues still managed to get their hands on the toddler Liam. If it wasn't for Peter risking his silver wolf identity and killing those last two wolves who tried to throw your mate in the river, we wouldn't be sitting here like this today." What the heck? Why do all the rogues have so much hatred towards kids? Don't they have kids of their own? Don't they know ho

I lie smoothly, hoping they believe it too. “How’s your rogue mate, golden boy?” the rogue sneers at me. I can see the effort it is taking for him to say anything. Why is he going to these lengths to get a reaction out of me? “I don’t have a rogue mate!” Lea isn’t a rogue. At this point, I guess he is shooting arrows in the dark. Some of them have got to stick, right? “But his father is a rogue, isn’t he? Once a rogue, always a rogue!” He grins maniacally, blood smearing his lips. His sentence freezes the blood in my veins, because how did he know that detail about Lea?

Bruce's eyes widened, and he roared, "You're lying! If what you said is true, then whose son am I? Who am I?!" I sneered. I didn't care! "Who knows? Maybe it's some Rogue, but I'm telling you that your mother deserved what she got! She brought it upon herself!" "That's impossible!" Bruce shouted. "Impossible?" I shot back. "If we really were brothers, you would have felt the power of my bloodline. If you really were my father's son, you must have a hint of an Alpha King's aura, but you don't, do you?" Faced with the truth and my questioning, Bruce collapsed to the ground.

I wasn't even the eldest son; I had an older brother, Tony, who was the future Alpha, but he died the same day as my sister, and the title fell onto me. You see, once upon a time, we lived on packlands, but I was never happy. I didn't like the life that I had. Don't get me wrong, my parents were incredible people, and I was as close to my brothers and sister as anyone can be, but I just didn't want the pack life. That's why I was glad that I wasn't the firstborn son, the future Alpha of the pack. I didn't want any role to be put on me because what no one knew was that I was planning on leaving the pack when I turned 18. I planned on going Rogue and living a normal life.

Rain, Eric, and Tony spent the next few days developing a plan to overtake Alpha Leo’s territory. Tony watched his mate as she practiced using her new abilities. He had never seen her work so diligently and with determination. He shielded his feelings from her. He didn’t want her to know how it hurt him to see her with his own brother. It was bad enough that his father fucking lied to him his entire life by keeping Eric’s true identity a secret. Tony just couldn’t understand how his father could treat Eric so poorly when he gave everything to Tony without hesitation. His father used and abandoned his eldest son, the son who rightfully should have become the next Alpha.

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.

Another Luna explained, furious. “Rogues are vicious of course. They are an army without any faces, any rules. But if they are Ragnar’s responsible, he might have something planned or maybe he is planning on taking back the kingdom that his father couldn't take.” Alpha Henry said, looking back at the king and realizing this was another war coming for them.

“ So, got a boyfriend? “ Roy winked at me, making me chuckle. “ Something I should know ? “ Daxtor leaned forward, elbows resting on the table with hands intertwined and stared at me like an overprotective brother he was. “ No. Not yet. “I laughed a little and answered him, feeling myself relax for the first time since I came downstairs. It felt nice talking to him. Normal. But I could still feel Cassian’s eyes on me the whole time. Blazing. Angry. Like my mere presence was ruining his morning. I tried to focus on Lawrence. He was still so handsome and I took a bite of my pancake but then I started catching pieces of another conversation happening at the other end of the table. “…pack patrol