Catalyst: A Rogue One Novel Novels & Stories

“Your pack is focused on security, on locking things down and making sure none of his accomplices escape. So my father’s using his resources for background research. It looks like he was a rogue. There’s not much else yet.” “A rogue? Why would he attack Ellie like that?” Rae pressed, an edge of desperation in her voice. “He said Ellie was supposed to be his.” Nolan’s voice cut through the room, raw and strained. All eyes turned toward him. He still hadn’t moved, but his words carried. “He kept telling Ellie not to pretend she didn’t know him,” Nolan went on. “It sounded like he was an old lover. Maybe…” “From when she was younger. In the Rogue Lands,” Cassian finished, nodding slowly. “That

The family had the luxury to afford whatever they desired including the mansions, the latest cars, and expensive assets. Lancelot made me fall hard and deep for him, took me out of my sufferings, only to lose his life two months to our mating ceremony. I push these memories aside, then focus on the present when I made known in the pack's council that consists of roughly fifty people. I ignore the eyes of my dad, mom, and brother because I can't bring myself to see their scornful faces. My eyes land on Alpha Ronan who is on his throne, second to Lancelot's dad who is the Beta, and Lancelot's mom who is currently in tears, which makes my heart shatter even more.

He trailed off and the room that was quiet before became even quieter. Celia became frozen in anticipation, anxiety killing her. She could feel the sweat as it rolled slowly down her forehead and surprise floated throughout her body when her scent greeted her from a distance... The mask was wearing off, she had to get out of here, but not now, not yet, she had to see, she had to know... Xavier was suppose to be hers, he was suppose to choose only her, he was... Tears blurred her vision, and she took a shaky step back when Kail looked over at her. He sniffed the air, his eyes widening in recognition as he whispered. “A rogue...you’re a rogue.”

Leyla interrupted his running thoughts, "The Rogue in question isn't a Rogue at all, at least, that's what he's claiming to be." "Wait, she spoke with him? Why would she ignore..?" "Let me finish." Leyla said sternly, "He's not an Alpha either. Whoever informed us that obviously had no clue what they were talking about or just simply mistook him for one." She ran her fingers through her hair, "There's something else I should tell you, and you're not going to like it either." "What could be worse than her communicating with it?" He grumbled with annoyance. He peered over to Leyla as she glanced away from him and started to whistle, "Leyla..."

The Rogue Alpha wasn't known to leave witnesses, let alone survivors. From what I heard, I had been the only person to ever survive an encounter with him, but it had been over a decade, and I had little hope of walking away a second time. The rogues loved to boast about their leader when they went into the towns in no man's land. I didn't know how much of it was true, but I also wasn't about to question his strength and rumored brutality when he had me in such a vulnerable position. I was wearing the dress my mother had picked out for me this morning, but when had clothes ever stopped someone from taking what they wanted? All he would have to do was pull it up over my hips and move my pantie

~Cain~ I was undeterred, I signaled at the warriors to secure the area. I turned back to the captive rogue, his eyes narrowing. I moved closer to him and whispered in his ears, “Your defiance will only lead to more suffering. Now, tell me why you're here.” The rogue leader hesitated, but the imminent threat of the pack warriors did not change anything. He looks loyal to whoever his master might be. “Secure them. Take the rogue leader and the others to the underground cells. We need answers.” I said.

“There were rogues—she just… she passed out.” I didn’t tell her about the fire. I didn’t mention the way flames had shot from Kat’s hands or how she had burned that rogue. I didn’t know what it meant yet, and I didn’t want anyone else knowing until I had answers. I had seen the fear in the rogue’s eyes before he died. I had seen the way Kat’s hands had glowed silver, but I couldn’t make sense of it. Not yet.

"Alpha, we have a visual on a transport. Southeast quadrant. Sending the link." Logan hissed a curse and signaled the pilot to dive. In the field, I had given up hope. I stared at the grey sky, hearing the distant, rhythmic thumping of rotors. "I'm going to break you," the rogue whispered, unbuckling his heavy belt to bind my wrists. Before the buckle could click, a shadow fell over us. A hand reached down, grabbed the rogue by the shoulder, and hurled him twenty feet across the field like a rag doll.

The Guardian Rogue Chapter 4 Hayden arrived in Springfield well after the sun had risen. It had taken him another two hours to fight through the morning rush-hour traffic to get to the area where Jessica most likely entered the city. He was muttering under his breath as he drove. He would have much preferred to have shifted and followed Jessica. It would have been easier and much faster, but when returning an angry daughter to an Alpha while she is kicking and screaming, he had to have a vehicle to transport her in.

“Activating.” “The infection is not only changing you. It is waking something that was already in your blood. Something old. The rogue scratches were the key. The bond is the catalyst. Together they are doing exactly what someone designed them to do. And the people who designed it have ties to the same circles Kellan answers to.” I sat down hard on the chair by the window. The wood was cold under my legs. “You think he knows.”