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

I had survived the brand seared into my flesh while five hundred people watched and did nothing. I would not survive this. "I'm sorry, Clara", I thought, my mind going strangely quiet, strangely far away. "I couldn't even keep your face long enough for it to matter." The rogue lunged. The sickening crunch that followed didn't come from my bones. A wall of pressure slammed into the clearing so hard my lungs seized, my ears popping from the force of it. It wasn't Alpha power, not the kind Tristan carried. It was heavier, wilder, unshaped by any pack law, the aura of something that had never once in its life bowed to anyone. A wolf the size of a small horse, black as pitch and easily twice the

"Ani?" She didn't answer. She was staring at a man standing near the royal table, a stranger, tall and broad-shouldered, with dark hair and a face that was handsome in a sharp, severe way. He was speaking to one of the Alphas, his expression serious, his posture rigid. I couldn't see his crest from this distance, couldn't identify which pack he belonged to or what rank he held. But I could see his face. And I could see Anikta’s.

The only problem at this point was that the Alpha command didn’t seem to take a toll on him as he stood his ground and didn’t comply. “Very well then, you asked for it!” said the Alpha, as he pounced on his son, who had already shifted to his wolf. The two wolves fought aggressively as they use their claws on their faces respectively. “Why are you even defending this slut here?” his father asked with his claws still pinning his son to the floor. Leo growled aggressively at his father for calling his mate a slut and tried to struggle free from the claws but his father was very strong. “I am not a slut and he is my mate!” Valerie boldly declared to the surprise of the Alpha. Even herself was s

They parted to form a corridor, and a familiar figure strolled through, voice dripping with contempt. "How pathetic, dear brother. Didn't I tell you never to come back?" It was Adrian's own brother — the one who'd stolen everything from him. Adrian's eyes burned the moment he saw him. "Damien, you have the nerve to show your face? If you hadn't set me up, I never would've—" Blood erupted from his mouth before he could finish. Seeing Adrian so broken, Damien looked positively delighted. His grin widened, features twisting into something ugly. "You'd better remember your place. I'm the Alpha now. You're nothing but a rogue who got thrown out of his own pack."

I exclaimed, crying profusely out of fear and exhaustion at all this mental gymnastics. He scoffed. "Let me tell you a little story," he said. "Many many years ago, there was a very powerful alpha. He took in a mistress and one day, she got pregnant for him. On the day she gave birth to a son for him, he wasn't there. You know why? No? I'll tell you! He was off getting married. His new wife ended up having a son nine months later. He abandoned his mistress and first son. Broken, the mistress never recovered. She died when he was ten. Desperate, he showed up on his father's doorstep.

“You allowed so many to treat you so badly?” How can he so easily have given up his right to a title? His heritage? I know their pack was small, but they were hoping one day to go back, surely?... “We will always be rogues in people’s minds.” Aiden says. “But you are an Alpha.” Cayden says, his voice showing his shock. Aiden sighs once more. “Yes, I am an Alpha. Is that worth anything anymore? What would I be considered, a rogue Alpha?”

Introduced the alpha and all the alpha’s around were shocked to hear that she was an alpha. “Is that just a pack name or are you really the alpha of rogues, like all the bad apples we throw out of our packs?” asked another alpha not believing what he was hearing. “Yes, the rogue alpha like the bad apples you people throw out, I am one of the rotten ones actually, you can ask my uncle Larry right there from the Rosewood pack, he kicked me out and he knows every well just how bad I can be,” Anita said with a smile looking at Larry.

Around him were a group of hot female werewolves that clearly had a crush on him. Liam was Noah’s brother, but not by blood. They were both werewolves of course but Liam was an alfa, a much stronger and fiercer werewolf. He was also the only alpha werewolf and also happened to be the hockey team captain. Of course everybody loved him.

I would accomplish all I have wanted, and I would not need that coward of a son to accomplish it. I glanced at the letter one more time, and a smile appeared on my face. The Alpha rogue was a proud man, and that was the person I wanted to work with. He had enough warriors to take down the pack. Alpha Caramel's warriors were people who cherished dignity, and the right path but rogues do not have such a notion. They believed in any way that would bring them to victory bad or good. They had no law guiding them. The only person they respected was the Alpha, and that was it. They were going to help me get what I have always wanted. I placed the letter down, and Finn spoke.

The formerly powerful Alpha, Alex, had always been a symbol of fortitude and harmony. But when his power-hungry brother, Rocco, devised a plot against him, his vulnerability became a weakness in his defences. Alpha Alex bravely battled to defend his pack, his cherished mate, and his only child in the midst of the mayhem. his partner, whose steadfast assistance had served as his compass through many difficulties. As the fight dragged on, though, his worst nightmares came true: his mate, who had been a source of light in his life, had been brutally murdered by his brother Rocco. Rocco was seen as her brother by this woman.