Mr Arrogent Novels & Stories

And at the far end was Magnus Argon… the Alpha of the Argon pack. He stood there as if he owned the place, with his broad shoulders and Grey eyes, with that sick scar slicing across his cheek. He stepped forward and extended a hand towards me. That smug smile he tugged didn't sit well with me and I've rejected gestures for less. The whole room held its breath. I let the tension in the room stretch for a few slow seconds. Then finally, I shook his hand, my grip firm. “Alpha Aldric,” Magnus said. “Thank you for agreeing to this meeting.”

She wore a white dress as per the empress’s attire in San Coro and a snake shaped crown on her head. “Knights and soldiers have been dispatched to face the ground. They are holding ground for now. We are not sure what the enemy will do.” Argus said with his arms crossed. Argus was a lion beastman. His entire body was covered in brown slightly reddish fur. His mane, that could also be considered as his hair, covered his head and neck. He wore an attire similar to Alfredo’s but was dark green in colour and it also had many badges. His eyes were light blue that contrasted his fur.

And also, we discussed the things that we need to do and precautions to prevent a repeat of what happened in the region 7. Argus waved at us. There was a smile on his face. He had already removed his mask after he came out of the c.r earlier. I seem to be the reason why he wore a mask. I don’t know but I’m insulted by that. "It's too windy," I whispered to myself before sighing. No matter how annoyed I feel, I still really don't have a match to any of them. Especially with Argus. I can't quite imagine that he would be the one to kill Rouge who killed his older brother.

Creed took a breath and announced, "I'm sorry, but I'm not paying up for that amulet under any circumstances!" "So you still want that voting?" Maira turned her head back at Agenor, who was not just looking at the arrow but at the one who shot the arrow, from the corner of his eyes. "Or you wanna save some time?" "Fine! Add him..." Agenor got up from the ground and replied, "I suppose this is good enough as a temp or a backup!"

Paige Adams stepped on the brake with force, drifting the car to a crowded place in order to avoid him. The car shrieked with a loud noise as the car kept driving with force. She adjusted the side mirror and gasped when she saw a man seated at the back seat with a black sunglasses on his eyes. His suit spelt rich and expensive as it was made with the latest, and most expensive animal fur in the world. Paige Adams was not given a chance to explain when she heard his voice. She gulped and gazed at him through the mirror “Who are you?” A male voice was heard in the car.

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

I glared at him and started walking away. " Ah…Wait..." I stopped walking and turned around to stare down at him. He avoided my eyes again, " Fine...I'll talk" he mumbled. Clover got off him and smiled at me, " You're welcome" she said and skipped away. I turned my gaze back to the rogue. He scratched his his head nervously, " This is so awkward and weird" he mumbled and sighed. I took the time to look at him well. He had dark hair that looked so untidy from him running his fingers through. His eyes were a light grey and his lips were pale and thin. His nose was not so pointy and his brows were on point. He should be at least 6'0 feet.

I have never seen a man so horrified to discover the truth, it was comical how petrified he looked right now. "In my entire twenty-five years of life this is honestly the first time I have ever seen my brother speechless," Blake managed to say through the laughter. "A rogue? Your mate is a rogue?" "If you want to be technical about the entire thing I am a rogue Alpha. So I guess that puts me a step above your average rogue," I shrugged with a certain confidence about my words. "In that case, I must apologize Blake, I was unaware that she was your mate. I thought you would have marked her by now," and there was Lex's arrogance once more, assuming that he knew everything and had the right to c

she walked up to me with a mischievous grin plastered on her face, her hands on my shoulder massaging them. Mara fucking has lots of gut , she has this mentality that i can't fire her all because her uncle is my manager, forgetting he works under me. Does she think I'm going to fall for her cheap stunt?. I mean she is fucking ugly, her ugly plastic surgery face which can make a baby cry at the sight, her flat ass which looked exactly like the back of a frying pan and the boobs is nothing to write home about. I mean there is nothing appealing in her body.