Novel & Cerita Female Rogue Characters

Peter added. "It also means they were not after our girls, they were after you, Alice," Lucian announced. His fist was clenched in anger. This had never happened before. Rogues rarely targeted Alpha females. They were stronger, usually well protected, and their mates would go berserk if anything happened to them. Whoever was leading this band of rouges was either powerful or crazy. "Have we captured anyone alive?" Lucian turned towards his betas. "Unfortunately, all the rogues were dead and a handful of the betas were injured," Peter reported.

“You’re a werewolf.” She remained mute and that was more than enough. My grip tightened on the handle and a part of me wished I pressed the trigger but I couldn’t. “What Pack are you from?” “I’m a Rogue,” “For fucks sake what Pack are you from?!” I barked. “I swear I’m a rogue! I got kicked out of my Pack for a crime and ever since then I came to New Orleans hoping to start a new life.” She said with tears hinting in her eyes but I cared less.

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.

Heather rolled her eyes and glared at me. Tabitha, our house slave, entered the room carrying two trays filled with food and drinks. She is a Sigma, the lowest ranking wolf in the pack. They are all females eighteen and older who are unmated. Sigmas can’t have mates. They also don’t have wolves. They go into heat once a month, and every male in the vicinity of her goes nuts wanting to shag her. They are hated by everyone and forced to be pack slaves.

With the use of fake prophecies and even faker legends about the world and its creatures outside the kingdom, he controlled everyone. Females were viewed as lesser creatures that were only there for pleasure or procreation. When the news of a new princess found its way to him, he made sure that she would never grow up. It was bad enough when the rogues chose a king. The last thing the king of the Black Valley needed was a young rival! A female no less! In the kingdom of the Black Valley, turmoil was brewing, and the females were always losing, it seemed.

Damon has grown up with her, though he cares for her because she was his pack member but that didn't mean she would cross her limits. He didn't know when she changed so much. It was all fine until she started looking at him in a weird way. Everything changed when their pack was taken from them. He became stronger, gathered all his men and kept the pack together. Being a rogue wasn't easy and as he was late Alpha's only son. It was his duty to protect his people. As a rogue he has to battle against many other rogues and small packs. He became ruthless, cold, merciless. He became the lone King of the rogues.

She sounded like she was still very proud of whatever actions lead her here. “Your a rogue?” “Well obviously not by choice.” She snapped back. That would need to change. Rogues had no family, no property, and weren’t allowed on most pack lands, including my own, which meant most of them slept in the Forrest or had to move to the human town. There was a small community in the middle of neutral territory between two warring packs but this land was dangerous and the rogues were often enslaved in sex parlors by corrupt politicians. I hadn’t spoken much to Elena about deep things but I could tell by the messages on her phone that this woman was someone she cared about.

They both said that they had encroached into the territory of the rogues. They signal each other in order to protect themselves and get ready from the attacks which the rogues we are going to enforce on them. The rogues were all males and they were aware that the other two which they planned on attacking were women.They wanted to subdue them and take them forcefully as their mates into their own pack. The odour that came from their bodies made Maria throw up, but she knew she had to stay alert. Despite the fact that she was in pain .Maria was a very strong woman ,she was much more stronger than her mate and had defended him at different intervals when he was under attack.

I couldn’t afford to be caught, and if I was, I would fight to death. But my wolf had other plans. She swirled inside me, fighting for control, refusing to back down. She wanted to stay. She wanted to stand her ground and fight. “Oh, it’s a female,” a voice taunted from my right, followed by another on my left. Both rogues were ugly and terrifying, their red, glowing eyes sending a chill down my spine. The sight of them dragged me back to the first time I tried to escape the rogues, before I met Logan.

We have 30 rogues coming straight towards us an two of them leap for Rebel. She snarls and shifts in the air taking the first rogue by his throat and snapping his neck before they hit the ground. The second rogue goes to jump on her back but she twists under him a rips through his underbelly and guts him like a fish. They both lay there dead. I’m fighting a rogue and watching at the same time and I’m shocked and full of pride. My mate is a fucking killer. She sees three rogues attacking one of my warriors and she kicks one off while taking a chunk out of another’s back leg.