My Ex Husband, The Alpha; His Brother, The Rogue. Mga Nobela at Kwento

The people of this village are very different from our pack; they are safe, and their faces radiate life. I exhaled when I felt someone was watching me. My footsteps stopped, and I looked around looking for this person until my eyes fell on him. He stared at me deeply, which made me feel confused. A profane curse came out from between my lips, and when that smell crept into my lungs, as soon as I picked it up, I recognized its owner. Yes, he's Alpha Alexander, and I'm the one who came here. I'm now in their pack; Rogue is in the red moon pack.

Me and hockey are all he wants. “We have a new development, Dad. Alexei is the rogue Alpha.” My stepfather’s jaw almost drops to the ground, his eyebrows furrow in puzzlement. “What?” Blake inhales. “Alexie is the Alpha of the rogues. He told me earlier when he grabbed Roxy. He claims she is his Luna.”

I say, choosing to jump in as fast as possible. I have an injured mate at home I want to get back to so we can go hunting for an ex-alpha. “And who have you brought with you?” asks a woman to the least of asshole supreme. “I have Alpha Julian, of The Sage Moon pack, Jariah, the leader of the rogues, my father, Landon, and the ex-alpha Leo.” “That is quite the crew,” the grumpy asshole says, folding his arms over his chest. “And Who are you?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest in equal fashion. He scoffs and looks around the room like I am overstepping some unknown bounds by questioning him.

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

I thought of Sienna’s chin hitting wood and her sob, unable to coordinate her next move. "Who is your Alpha?" "We do not have one," he choked. I stared at him. Rogues had no pack, no Alpha—just broken things. I dropped him, and he crumpled, coughing. I looked at my hands. The wire had left thin lines of burned skin. I had hurt them. I would hurt more. This was who I was now: the version of myself I needed to be to keep her alive. "How many?" He looked at his brothers. One by one, they nodded—a slow tide of surrender.

’’ Even if there was a sly tilt on his lips, his murky eyes held me in place like a higher predator staring at me as its dead prey. Who was this rogue? I wonder to myself amid the fear prickling on my skin. To intimidate a Luna this much....there hasn’t been any news of a rogue more powerful than a Luna and comparable to an Alpha in the past. Except one rogue. The leader of all rogues, particularly, the Wild rogues. Many call the rogue, the Alpha of all rogues. The Rogue Alpha ‘’Now that I see you, I change my mind.’’ When the rogue took his gaze away, I unconsciously let out a small breath, even if I never intended to.

The Luna helped me from getting up to the ground and something familiar to me when her skin parted against mine. “Don't you know that, as a rogue, you should be executed?” The Alpha speaks, and my gaze turned to him. I swallowed my saliva from what the Alpha had uttered. “On the other side, there is something with you which change our minds, Lady.” He continued and my mouth was agape in shock. “I… I don't know about that, and I am sorry if I'm just a rogue, Alpha." The Luna pressed my hand like she was trying to comfort me and I appreciate it.

The dual-mate bond exploded in my chest, roaring to life like a wildfire, drowning out the smell of blood, the memory of Marcus, and the fear in my soul. I let out a soft, helpless gasp against his lips, my hands coming up to push against his chest—but my fingers only curled tighter into the fabric of his shirt, holding on for dear life as the underworld Alpha claimed every single breath in my body. Behind us, leaning silently against the cold stone wall with his dark eyes burning through the shadows, Killian watched every second of it.

They had also heard about how one of the women who had become their mate had shot my wrist then, and now… they thought I was truly a loser. I had even heard that the Alpha of the Winterridge pack, who had been a long-time rival of mine, had been going around saying I must have been a terrible husband for my wife to stoop so low as to choose the Rogues over me. And now, the other Alphas who had once bowed any time I stepped into a room were staring at me head-on. The men who had once been afraid of me now thought that I was powerless and cowardly because I hadn’t gotten back at my half-brothers for claiming what belonged to me.

Brother? My eyes open wide and my hands turn clammy. I…… I fucked my husband’s brother? The room threatens to spin as I think of it but I keep a tight hold of my sanity. No, that.. can’t be. I heard that the old Alpha of the Spineridge pack had two sons. One of them is Ulric, the son the Alpha had with his Luna, But there was another child… a boy the Alpha had with an Omega. I know the boy was accused of stealing something from the pack, something valuable that made the Spineridge Alpha kick him out, but I don't know more than that.