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He had a good four inches on me, and I was six feet tall. “I am a girl.” I retorted. I weighed the odds. I’d never seen a rogue really fight before. But I’d seen myself secretly destroy things unintentionally. And that was even before I bonded with Molniya. My curse had its own wretched uses, some of which included strangling a guard just because he threw away my mango on the floor. The guard had been a gamma—probably bonded to a green or blue inner wolf. Just a sharp blaze of my eyes had sent him to the goddess. That was my first real encounter with my cursed powers. I hated it. And I hated myself. But I’ll gladly use it against this royal asshole. We were all alone in the cell room. I coul

--- *Chapter 8: The King’s Price* “KIERAN DRAGOS. YOU HAVE SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO ME.” The Alpha King’s voice rolled across the valley like thunder. Ancient. Cold. It made my wolf — if I’d had one — want to submit. I didn’t. I had Rylan in my arms. Kieran was bleeding at my side. And 200 Claws had just watched me put a bullet in their Alpha. I was done submitting.

Drystan replied, his voice filled with determination. He lunged forward, taking out three rogues in quick succession. Killian followed, his claws and teeth a blur as he carved a path through the enemy. For a moment, it seemed like we might win. But then the air shifted, growing colder, darker. “He’s here,” Nova whispered, her voice trembling. The Rogue King emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding, his eyes glowing with a predatory light. He was taller than I’d imagined, his frame imposing, his movements fluid and deliberate.

I had no choice at this point, if I wanted to leave this hellhole, I had to act now. With that resolve fueling me, I shot up to my feet, and with lightning speed I rushed towards Rosa. Just as she was about to open the door, I struck the back of her neck with the edge of my palm. It was a move my father had taught me during his self-defense lessons when I was a teenager. I never thought that I’d have to use it, but I’m grateful because it came in very handy at this moment. Rosa gasped from my sudden strike, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head before she fell to the ground, knocked out cold.

“They look good on you.” I gave a fake smile. “Thanks. I'll be on my way.” He just nodded. The moment I reached the door, there was a sudden knock causing me to jump. Someone was coming and I needed to hide. Before I could even react, the door had opened and an unfamiliar face walked in and I could instantly tell he was a Beta. “My King.” the beta bowed his head. “Alpha Reid has asked you out for breakfast.” King? Kiinng?! My eyes were popping out instantly as I stared at the stranger in utter shock and confusion . He... this man.. is the King?!!!

They need to find her soon, just a single clue and they will fucking ruin the person who dared to abduct their mate. *** Rose opened her eyes slowly. She saw that she was alone in the room. The man was gone. Rogue King. That's what he called himself. Does it means that he is the King of the rogues? But how is that possible? Her mates are the only Kings on the earth. It meant one thing. The man is not a King. He is just another rogue who who calls himself the King. Rose remembered the way he tried to have his way with her, his touch made disgust crawl upon her skin. Tears former in her eyes. She needs to get away from here but how? She can't even do anything.

“Listen to me. They will try to call a trial. They will try to demand your exile or your blood as recompense for Alaric. But they forget one thing.” He leaned in, his forehead pressing against hers. “I am the King. And I do not negotiate with ashes.” “Ragnar, if you protect me now, you lose the Ridge. You lose the Eastern Plains. You’ll be a King of nothing but ghosts.” “Then I will be a King of ghosts,” he growled, his scent of cedar and storm-clouds flaring with dominance. “I would rather rule a graveyard with you than a paradise without you.” A sharp knock at the door interrupted them.

The ones that had taken me from my pack smelled bad, like rotten meat, and old blood, just like I've heard rogues smelled. The rogue King? He's a rogue... why would he help me though? I made a mental note to look for him and thank him later. I stood, uncertain if I'd make it out alive, but I had to. I had to try. "I'll show you what the rogue King can do. You'll be sorry you ever crossed paths with me, you fucking rogue!" he says as he lunges at him, biting his neck. The other rogue gets thrown across the car and smashes onto the tree behind me, making me shriek and cover my head.

Rowan breaks the silence first, because of course he does. “My King,” he says smoothly. “How lovely to meet you properly.” The King’s eyes go ice. “Who are you,” he demands. Rowan’s smile glints. “Rowan Kane.” Liam stiffens. “That.” “The Rogue King,” Lia says quietly, and the words hit like a blade sliding between ribs. The King’s face changes, not shock, not fear. Recognition. The kind that comes from years of hearing a name like a storm on the horizon and realizing it’s now in your hallway. His gaze cuts to me.

"Alpha please...I didn't mean to. It was a mistake, a thought that should've never popped up in my head. Your father...y-your father he..." Xavier growl, the sound so threatening that even Celia felt intimidated. "Alpha I swear, it won't ever happen again...spare m—" Xavier didn't listen for much longer, his teeth sunk right into Alex's neck, blood running wild on the earth again. Beneath him, the man cried out, teeth clenching as he proceeded to speak. "It'd be...It'd be better for me n-not to d-die pitiful...I'll tell y-you what you a-are k-k-king." His breaths weren't shallow, they were deep and desperate, almost like he was fighting to breathe, fighting to speak. "You're just like her, g