Matt Rogers Novels & Stories

She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typical rogue then I could see how that would be. No wonder pack leaders usually hated them. So much so that if an alpha or luna crossed paths with one, their first instinct would be to kill. I thought about what this meant for my mate, and how my mother would take it. Would my mother try to kill my mate? Of course, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.

Good. I mind link Sable, ‘Does Jett have a clear shot to hit Roger with a dart?’ ‘He does.’ ‘Tell him to take the shot.’ I said. Next thing I know, Roger collapsed on the ground. “Roger!” Daphne said, bending down to look him over. Matt rushes out and snarls at her.

Just as I was about to unleash a commotion that broke loose in the hallway, Nick barged into the room followed closely by Cat who had her hand on her hips unimpressed by his presence. “Boss, sorry to barge in but we have a problem at the clubhouse”. Nick glared at Cat as she pushed past his shoulder. “Get out the pair of you” she growled. “It's okay Cat, by the sounds of things the Rogues have yet another drama, no doubt it’s because their Alpha is incapable of leading a pack”. Vivian yawned suddenly looking disinterested in what was occurring around her. “See you later Fiancee” I grinned “don’t forget to show Cat your ring”

Lilly teased him but no response came from Matt. She wanted to see his smile, something that showed her he was ok. She didn't know why but it was making her upset to see him so upset. “What the hell happened?” Jordan growled, setting his medicine bag down on the table. “Roger attacked her.” Matt growled. “Roger, that bastard. I hope we caught him.” Jordan said, beginning to put out his supplies. “He’s dead.” Matt said coldly. “Dead?” Jordan asked quietly. “I killed him.” Matt said in an emotionless voice.

She was apparently Rogers’ mother. “I fully support my son on whatever decision that he decides to make,”Rogers’ mother said. Mrs Reyes and Roger's mother met when he was into two years of marriage with Mrs Reyes. Mrs Reyes had gotten a miscarriage which led her to depression and she locked herself in her room excluding everyone close to her. She wept in her room for a month before she finally decided to come out and seek help. Mr Reyes found solace with Rita who was now Rogers' mother. Mrs Reyes was becoming distant and hence Mr Reyes became intimate with Rita who became pregnant with Rogers. Mr Reyes gave Rita the money to terminate the baby in her belly but she refused and said that she w

"You're getting slow." I spin around glaring. "You're lucky I didn't break your nose." Matt just grins completely unbothered. "You fight like a raccoon." He's tall in that effortless athlete way—broad shoulders, dark hair, familiar eyes, and the kind of confidence people spend years trying to fake. Robbie's younger brother. Quarterback. Pack golden boy. Unfortunately, also one of my favorite people alive. "Missed you too," he says. I shove his chest lightly. "You're an ass."

The protectiveness was ferocious, primal, and utterly personal. From behind the glass, Sabatine felt the speech like a series of physical blows—each one landing on a bruise left by Roland Cross. He watched the board members' faces—the shock, the fear, the dawning understanding that the Anton Rogers who had returned from Geneva was not the one who had left. This man was harder, sharper, and possessed of a cause that went far beyond stock prices.

Then he turned to my father. “Mrs Rover will be found in no time, sir” he assured us too. Then he went right after Mr Matt who had walked out a while ago and it was just me and my father. “What are you going to do when he's found? Let him get away with his bullshit again?” I asked him and he was quiet for a while.

Because Weston has my heart in a jar without even knowing it. Right now, all the alphas and the delegates have just come out from their own private meeting and it will now be announced to the public. I was both nervous and excited. my nervousness was still at the fact that I had not fully accepted Weston was going to be mated to another. But I guess I had to embrace reality. Weston did not mind. He was mated to another and his mate had not shown up. nowhere to choose another for the prosperity of the pack and to make sure everything ran smoothly. an alpha was strongest when mated.

A male voice spoke and I frown in confusion. “May I know who is this speaking?” “James. James Russo. I guess it’s not that easy to forget me.” His cocky tone made me roll my eyes. “Ha! You. Great, I thought I could have a night but okay. Call me as you arrive.” I said rolling my eyes. “Okay.” With that he cut the call.