Dullahan Rogue Lineage Novels & Stories

I was determined to learn everything about her and make her mine. “So, since you're obviously my little brother’s mate and my Luna, I want to ask you something important,” Jacob said seriously as he moved his horse toward Blackjack. “Ok,” Sloan said. “Why are you a rogue?” “My parents were part of a pack in Colorado that was disbanded because the Alpha didn’t have an heir. That was before I was even born. My parents stayed in that area and that’s where I was born and raised. It wasn’t anything bad, I just never had a pack,” she answered, and I could feel the honesty in her voice.

“The purebloods are getting ready to pounce on you. It’s practical for you to be in a pack than be a rogue.” Lincoln dropped the million-dollar question: “And what do you want from me?” Patrina licked her lips. It was almost like she was nervous. “I can offer you shelter and protection. In exchange... …marry me and by my Alpha.”

I hoped she might be a good person. "Well, your mom... is, um," his stuttering annoyed me. "Speak, damn it!" I almost yelled. "Your mom was a rogue; she grew up with a group of rebels," Simon shattered an ounce of hope I had. How iconic. My father, a Beta of one of the worst packs, and my mom, a rogue. "How do I know you're not lying?" I could feel it, and from the way he spoke, he didn't sound like someone who was lying, but still, you can't trust words.

This was what I had taken an oath to do last night as had Enzo and my Uncle. Did they even know? Or care? Halie had been kidnapped, Rider almost lost her and Jax, Jax lost everything because he was never himself again. I have no allies to rely on, no one to tell my plan or think it through. I'm on my own and I'm drowing. I'm human, even if I went to Silver Moon, no one would give two squats from about what I said. I was just like the people who hunted them and with Rider out of his leadership role, I proably wouldn't even get close enough to open my mouth. My best bet would be to see how much conscience I was evoke and effect some change within until I figure out a better foolproof plan, oth

Because of this artifact, the feeding of the barrier and other activities around and inside the lava tube made it possible and easier. “Alpha Kaylon!” The two warriors greeted in unison upon seeing their Alpha, for they haven't seen him for a very long time. “Owero, Troya, and Taydel,” said Kaylon while tapping the shoulder of his men. Kaylon could see that his men were elated based on their faces. It has been years, yet the faces of his loyal warriors never left his mind—Tydel, who has a huge scar on his face, even played a deeper part in Kaylon's heart. The warrior who shielded him during their deadly war.

Someone else. “Blood Moon Alpha!” the rogue called out, his voice ringing with authority. “You need to leave. This land doesn’t belong to you.” Dorian responded with a low growl, “This land has belonged to the packs for generations, long before rogues like you came along.” The rogue showed his teeth in a growl. “And who was it that drove us out? Who was the first to spill our blood? We’re only trying to protect what little remains.” Kyle felt a push in his chest.

Something in the ancient rogue physiology that was altered by years of Veil Forest. It came again, straight this time. I dropped my shoulder and met it low and drove forward with everything my hindquarters had and the impact drove us both back toward the tunnel entrance. The rogue's back hit the broken stone frame of the opening and I felt the resistance of it through my own body. Three hundred and eighty pounds of Red Claw Alpha pressing an ancient rogue into the frame of the tunnel it came through. My jaws found its throat. The rogue stopped thrashing. In my peripheral vision Zayden was back on his feet. The first rogue lay motionless on

“By hiding there.” I turn back to the window and imagine it. Sirens. Panic. Wolves forced to hold back while fear spills everywhere. “He thinks the city makes him safe,” I say. “But it makes him weak.” Lena steps closer. “And when he realizes?” “He will have nowhere to run,” I say. “Because he will not abandon them. That is his flaw.” Mark nods slowly. “And his bloodline?” I feel that old fire burn hotter. “It ends,” I say. “Right there. In the open. Where everyone can see what happens when you cross me.”

To bad he would not be able to help me escape, he must be loyal to his Alpha or he would be kicked out of the pack and end up turning rogue. Which meant no leader and other packs kill rogue on sight due to their lawlessness and no loyalty. They are like rodents eating your vegetables in the garden. No one liked rogues. Funny enough that is what I was, my brother and parents. We had to leave our pack behind because of Alpha Keeram, many packs feared him. Unfortunately mine was one of them, my Alpha Jake feared him so much so, that he was going to hand me over like a present. That's why we had no other choice but to go rogue and hide.

“It doesn’t matter; you’re mated now. I am happy for you.” “What about you? Have you found a mate?” “I did, when I turned 18. She was older by two years. About a week after we met, there was a rogue attack; she was one of the few who didn’t make it. It all made sense why Dylan hated Owen. It isn’t because of who Owen is; it is because Owen is considered a rogue. Dylan probably blames all rogues for losing his mate. “I am sorry to hear that.” I touched his shoulder and gave a sympathetic smile.