Catalyst: A Rogue One Novel Novels & Stories

“We need to kill him now.” “No,” Annabel said, her voice steady but laced with urgency. “He’s not stalling. He’s activating something.” The rogue’s laughter grew louder, more unhinged. “You’re smarter than you look,” he said, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. “But it’s too late. The awakening has already begun.” A deafening crack split the air, and the ground beneath them heaved violently. Annabel stumbled, losing her grip on her blade as the rogue twisted free.

“Right, because you’re engaged.” The moment between us vanished like glass shattering. I glared. “I am not engaged.” “You might as well be.” he moved back to his seat and pulled his laptop to him. My skin was still tingling where he’d touched me. I tried to hide my burning cheeks by setting the book up in front of my face. The words all seemed to mash together. I was glad when he spoke again. “I’m having trouble with something.” “What is it?” He hesitated. “Why do the rogues defy the Elites? It seems like your council is trying to protect your identities, so, why do they fight them?”

I tried to stay conscious but it wasn’t working as the powerful thing inside of me kicked me into unconsciousness. “This is the end of you.” I said to the rogue before I blacked out and allowed the anger, pain, anguish and revenge take over me. Candel’s Dark Side POV “What did I miss.” I squared as innocent Candel finally let me out her body. I looked at the rogue and saw that he was covered with confusion and fear. I didn’t bother looking at the other rogues or the good for nothing pack members who work together to betray me. I will come back to them immediately. I'm done with the bastard hell of a rogue.

“You may not understand it, but a rogue is a rogue. The moment they abandon their pack, they abandon their place in this world. Their fate is sealed. And as much as it breaks her, she cannot change that.” I shake my head. “But Cain isn’t just any rogue. He’s her firstborn. She raised him.” Alma gives me a sad smile. “If Cassidy were to go rogue, I would never stop hurting. It would break me in ways I can’t even describe.” Something sharp twists in my chest. I can’t imagine Cassidy—warm, stubborn, full of light—turning rogue. “But if she did,” Alma continues, voice steady, “I wouldn’t be able to change her fate. A rogue’s path always ends the same way. Death.”

He said, making me smile. “I don’t want trouble today. I am tired enough as it is, and I just thought that fresh air in the one place where I felt somewhat secure after everything that I had to go through was a lot better for me.” I said, and he nodded. The last thing that I needed was more conflict. I had enough dealing with Luna Katerina. “Did the rogue hurt you? He is known to be…”

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

“Oh. Umm, on a different topic there’s a question I’ve been wanting to ask you. Why don’t you like rogues?” Tyler lets out a large sigh. “Three years ago, there was a large rogue attack on Moonfang. My parents left to go fight, and were killed during the fighting. I was forced to step up and become Alpha at the age of seventeen. I couldn’t even finish high school properly. I had to attend online classes. I also had to attend college virtually. There are so many things that my parents will never get to see. I hate rogues because whenever I see one, I am reminded of what was taken from me.” Tyler falls silent and stares at his plate. “I understand,” I say softly. Tyler looks up quickly. “Rogue

I replied and flipped my hair. We were all done with our meal and sharing stories by the camp fire when one of the warriors, I think his name was Camie, asked " Luna. What did it feel like to be a rogue?" another warrior nudged him hard " Insensitive much?"" Oh no it's fine. It's fine" I said quickly. They kept quiet, " Well for starters, Rogues live their lives on the run most of the time. But that's more common for those who weren't part of a rogue pack, like me, although I did have one--" "--but she was banished" Felix cut in.

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.

he says. “No,” I say jumping in. Nobody is going to be talking to Kate when I can’t be there. “We are busy next week,” I say to the rogue. I’m telling the truth, but I realize it sounds lame. “Why do you need me?” Kate asks. “Well, you’re a big piece of the puzzle of course,” the rogue says chuckling. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what you want,” Kate says again. “Well, that’s unfortunate than Alpha Kate. You see if you don’t do what we want, we will continue to attack the Golden Moon Pack until we get what we want … you!” the rogue says. “Who are you?” I demand again. “You can call me the messenger,” the rogue says. “A week from tonight, Kate. Be there or there will b