Female Rogue Characters Novels & Stories

“What was I supposed to do? Let that rogue get to her? She wandered off alone, Daxtor. Alone. How the hell was I going to protect her otherwise?” I stayed completely still, trying to breathe slowly like I was unconscious. My heart was pounding hard. Rogue? Protect? What were they talking about? Jane’s voice came next, softer but worried. “Why was she even attacked? She’s just… she doesn’t know anything about this world.” Before Daxtor could answer, Cassian cut in, his tone sharp and mean. “Because she’s a human. A mere weak human that knows nothing about protecting herself. She runs around like the world is safe and expects us to clean up after her.”

“You mean your pack members who kidnapped me? I mean, what did I do wrong? Do you always kidnap werewolves, particularly women, because you can?” I snorted. “You mean, my men, saving your life from those who tried to kidnap you?” Her frown deepened as she shook her head. “Why would someone kidnap me?” “Good question. I want you to answer that.” I crossed my arms over my chest. ”And lower your fucking voice when you talk to me.” “I’ve been rogue since those savages murdered my parents. I joined a pack once in college, but he wanted a whore instead of a pack member, so I left. I have no interest in becoming one, an Alpha’s slave.” She snorted. “No offense.”

In the last month, all the rogues who took her are dead, rogues don't live long to start with, they either kill each other or get killed, some even commit suicide to simply be over with the pain of having no mate. We got ready, us, all the alleys I could find, and went toward the first space in the list, the alpha even sent me some of her own men. She's a damn good fighter, matless, God helps us if she goes rogue, she'd kill everyone without a second glance.

“You’re right…the rogues are all males and the Lunar Maidens are all females…because we are the same as you. We too had dared to make the mistake of loving the men that weren’t our mates and we all suffered the consequences.” “That’s why Malachi is sympathetic towards the rogues.” I breathed a sigh of relief. Even though I knew Malachi would’ve tried his best to save Clay, now I was certain that he would do anything for Clay. It was the assurance that I needed. “But this only applies to the rogue near the Lindersay Castle.” Emma corrected me. “There are other rogues too, outside, in the world. Most wolves in the outside world become rogues because they disobeyed the Goddess or because their

"I just mean... bonding is strong. You said yourself. It goes against politics. Law. Borders. If his mate was a rogue, how could he ignore that?" "You're silly," Alia tells me. "We are the strongest wolves in the world. We are the best we are, and we only allow the best of the best. A rogue would never be accepted. Never ever. So don't you worry." She thinks she is telling me something reassuring. Instead, she may as well have stabbed a silver dagger into my heart. A rogue would never be accepted.

We had spent so many other summers elsewhere and together like a detachable trio. Halie had always been like a sister I never had, bossing me around and standing up to Enzo for me whenever he became agitating. I'm sure it's the same for Enzo. Halie is the wild one, always racing everywhere, procrastinating then cramming for exams, and hopelessly stubborn. She made me feel a little more confident, always reminding me that my flaws were my unique points. It was that wild side that led us behind my house in the wee hours of the morning. I would not have ventured out any other way. It was the most terrifying thing I've ever done, recalling the night Alpha Ragna had found us, it also turned out t

A perfect way that would not get anybody hurt or killed. My mind goes to the female's voice talking through the speakers earlier. It was definitely a female rogue. I shouldn't be surprised that it was a female's voice. Did I think there were only male rogues in this wolf world? Naturally, the answer is no. I knew there were also female rogues in this world. I just didn't think there would be female rogues here while they kept women hostage. What's the real need for the male rogues to capture regular women when they already have female rogues around them to do their needs?

He ordered, glaring down at me. "You can't honestly expect me to be okay with you handing me over to some stranger and forcing me to mate with him!" My argument fell on deaf ears, and I felt heat build behind my eyes. I didn't want to be given away like some trophy. I would rather be back at the pond with… I didn't even know his name. He had saved me more than once, yet I knew nothing about him. Rogues could not be trusted, and he was a rogue… a handsome devilish rogue, and the Alpha of them no less, but they were violent and tricksters.

the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face. Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch." "Why am I here against my will?" I snapped. "You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said. "I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?" She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"

A rogue as a mate was, in fact, a hidden blessing. The females in established packs tended to be rough, limited by stale traditions and stupid fertility rules; some even only allowed themselves to fuck their mates when the moon was at its highest point. But the rogues... they were different. They tended to be females filled with wild, untamed lust. They took orders from no one but their man and were fucking bold, experts at surviving on their own.