My Ex Husband, The Alpha; His Brother, The Rogue. Novels & Stories

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.

Looking at me in shock he spoke again. "The last we heard there was an Alpha here by the name William. A lot of our families were banished by him and killed by his orders. Even when his people didn't want to, having nowhere else to go, they had to listen to his order.. " He said. He seems genuine. But I am not just going to fall for a sob story from a man who shows up at my pack with over 150 feral rogue wolves snarling at my border.

“I got bored. I want a real mate now. I want Maya.” “So it’s just a game to you? I meant nothing?” I swallowed hard, trying to keep the torrent of tears from blinding me. He flared his nostrils in distaste. “I am the Alpha’s brother, the Gamma of the Crescent Moon pack. Why would I be with you? The unwanted, wolf-less girl? My father would disown me. The pack would banish me to the rogues!” Before he could finish, I acted instinctively. My hand connected with his cheek with a stinging smack.

“Child, tell these people to stand down. Blood Pack will slaughter you. Is that what you want?” “I am not a child; I am an Alpha!” Rosy stamps her foot, just like a sulking child. Gunnar’s deep laugh rumbles as he walks towards Rosy, the ground vibrating beneath him. She doesn’t flinch, nor does she back away, trying to stand her ground. “You think you are worthy of being an Alpha?” “This pack is mine by birth right. My father was the Alpha of Black Crescent, I am an Alpha.” “Was” Gunnar growls,

A True Queen of Rogues. (Alpha Marcus Black ) The Alpha who never seeks a mate. He was happy with his pack. An ideal Alpha for his pack. He never let anyone harm his pack. The best friends of his Beta and Delta. The best partner for his girlfriend. He was kind-hearted, sweet, strong, and powerful.

Most people didn't know we were related especially after she started dying her hair in high school. "Laura, the ex-wife of the Alpha. Please be mindful of your words towards my sister from now on, cause you don't even have royalty to hide under if I come for you. My husband is the Beta of the Dark pack, a pack that can easily take over this one if needed be. And who are you now? A nobody. At least my sister still carries a title if being a wife.

The brothers’ argument deepens, their secrets now spilling in front all of us to see and hear and witness. Alexander blinked, but his face remained hard as stone. “I told you many times and I will tell you again: I don’t want anything to do with you. I vowed to myself that I will always be a Rogue, remember?” The Alpha’s eyes softened in a heartbeat. He whispered, “If you don’t want to see me as your Alpha, then at least see me as your brother!”

one of them snorted. I bit my tongue, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. The air was cold, damp, and carried the metallic scent of blood and smoke. My heartbeat was steady now, not calm, but focused. I needed to think. Needed to understand what was happening. A rogue Alpha. That’s what he had said right? Rogues didn’t have Alphas. They weren’t supposed to. They were wanderers, broken wolves with no loyalty, no structure, no rules. But if they had one now… that meant they were organized and united. That made them dangerous, more dangerous than I had imagined.

I hardly saw him around, even though we lived in the same house. "No, Alpha, I wasn't at the Lynx River last night," I said, bowing down my head in submission. "You may leave," he dismissed us, but before we could get to the door, it flung open and a huge, muscular man walked in. He was all in black. I don't know who he was, but what the alpha called him got me high. He is the rogue king. What is he doing here? Did he come for revenge for the deaths of his members that were torn into pieces? He and the Alpha went into a heated argument. I listened carefully. Why didn't the Alpha tell me about this? I was supposed to know all these, but he hid them, keeping me in the dark.

He sees how confused I am and smiles. “An Alpha is like the ruler of a pack. And a pack is like a kingdom. He’s saying that Becca is his soulmate.” I nodded at my dad's weird ass explanation. “Who are these three?” The man asks Becca. He speaks with his hands behind him. “My sisters and my uncle.” She lies. “As much as I fancy you, mate, it isn’t good to lie.” he smiles at Becca before he continues his speech. “I can smell that the lady beside you is your sister. However, the other two.. not very much. The man is a rogue, and the girl next to him is an omega.” He says.