Insurgent นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was halfway through the second one and it was just starting to get good, so reading this was far better than talking about me not wanting to be a member of the pack. "Don't be so stubborn Ellie. Becoming a member of the pack is on your best interests," Jayson pleaded with me. "I don't deserve it Jayson. As that bitch said, everything which happens is my fault and it would be wrong of me to join the pack having that thought in my mind," I said without taking my eyes off the page. I had just gotten to the part where Peeta and Katniss were plotting their escape from their allies. The irony of that moment in relation to this was not lost on me, only we weren't looking to escape our allies, we

THE REBEL" ..................................................... The End ......................................................

I announced and Rogue nodded and asked for more details about the job. "Guys name is Justin, he was in the special forces for the military. Anyway he found out that he has an inoperable tumor on his brain and wants to go out fighting so he can get into Valhalla, he's a Norseman," I explained and Rogue grinned slightly and nodded.

We are broken from our perfect moment when a pack member comes running in. "ROGUES!!!!!"

He has given up getting me to walk faster, and I trudge slowly, following his lead, gripping the life-saver and I whisper to myself that I am strong and will make it to Imperator Seth’s estate. I was born strong, my very name, Dawn, meant to strike fear into the hearts of men. I became brave, realizing that I had seen something that none at the palace had gazed upon; daylight. The closest they would ever get would be whispering my name that demands respect. I smile at the thought of this Just Ray stops, interrupting my plans for dominating the court once I arrive. I bumped into him and we’re at the edge of the forest, which for him is the edge of the world. I pity Just Ray, the skinny, filth

"We will report at the state secretariat once I've been discharged." The soldier nodded in agreement. "Don't talk to the media. They might be here any moment from now." he warned and they left the ward. Trevor heaved a deep sigh and lifted his head. He shut his eyes. "Those bloody insurgents that caught us." began Trevor. "I've heard of them a couple of times. They are a sort of movement revolting against the government. You can call them terrorists. They kidnap civilians, demand ransom and shift to a different location. I think they are more like bandits." he explained and opened his eyes.

I followed them by eye and strange enough, I felt a lot heavier—it feels surreal. I tried to follow them until they got out of the building, although I feel like I will be in so much trouble if I keep on and yep, I don’t care. I don’t want to let this opportunity slide as I saw the same kinds of people in my dreams beheading civilians and starting a war. If that were to be true, I want myself to witness their downfall before anything happens. “Oi, Reign Yrven. The Black Wolf of the Lightning’s wrath.”

I ask ask Obsidian. I hadn’t realised we could, Obsidian replies. ‘I’ve been sent by Dane to assess you ability to stop an singular rogue breach,’ the Wolf answers whilst shifting into a young boy before our eyes. Obsidian snaps at him whilst Theo shifts quickly. “You’re one of Danes?” Theo asks smelling the air. We do the same and smell the same thing. He’s rogue, he doesn’t belong to Dane, doesn’t belong to anyone. “My names Aston. I left my pack to become - rogue and have been sent to see how you can care for our warriors.”

I smirked inwardly and smiled. I force my head to look at the ground and dug my claws into the soil, preparing myself for the pain that is sure to come. ‘If that’s how you want to play, so be it.’ ‘What, Theo? Get back there I say, I don’t have much time!’ he yells, sounding desperate through the mindlink but I don’t give a fuck about what he says right now. ‘I, Theodore Salva Williams, hereby renounce you Cole Denver Westman as my alpha. From this moment on, I am no longer part of your pack and shall live as a rogue until I am accepted into another,’

making me blush with a kiss so fierce strangers stared. We abandoned driving the truck home halfway. He pulled me onto his lap, ripped away my panties, and left me reeling. The unspoken desperation to make the most of each other. To capture the feeling of our skin, our connection together. Like it could all be whipped away in an instant. For a few weeks, we tried to act like everything was fine. But every day, new reports were growing of new Rogue armies expanding in the centre of the nation. Fighting for spoils, killing innocents to get it.