Rebellious Disciple Novels & Stories

“I’m not the one you should break promises with. I don’t want to hurt you, but you’re forcing my hand.” “Roman will kill you,” I whisper to him. “He will destroy everyone you put in his way, and he will find you. When he does… I can only feel sorry for you. I warned you.” The Disciple lets out a low laugh. “We both know that’s impossible. Do you still not understand? The scope I covered when it came to you? The people who worked for me. The people who are still working for me.” I try to get away from his grasp but his hold on me is firm. I try to shift back into my Wolf form, but it seems that my energy has been completely spent.

“I have heard that name before.” “That is because my father is Derrik Hale, Alpha of the Blue Moon pack. I escaped earlier tonight after they almost killed me this afternoon. The entire pack has abused me since I was nine. My mother died, and my father blamed me. Eventually his anger rubbed off on the pack. On my fourteenth birthday Caslin came to me. On my sixteenth birthday I was rejected by my first mate, then watched him kiss another. They don't even know I have a wolf. They just assumed because they have never seen her.” Everything comes rushing out. I don't know why I feel like I can tell him this but it's a gut feeling I am willing to chance.

Mother said to her curtly, a look of embarrassment crossed her face and she slowly turned back to look and me. “So you’re really going to pick these people over me?! After everything I’ve done for you?! You look into my eyes and tell me that I should leave!” She said, I exhaled deeply as I slowly looked up and locked gazes with her. “Have it in mind once you do that, that’s the end! I Disown you! No child of mine will side with my enemies to frustrate me!”

Aldric's POV The next two days pass in a bit of a blur. Despite his aversion to religion, Baron honours the rituals and celebrations to the letter of The Book. I don’t usually come here to celebrate, but this year Baron insisted that I attend. Almost all the elders are here. The only exception is Vesper, my brother. He’s an open traitor, working with the human rebellion. Baron placed a price on his head years ago, but no one can seem to find Vesper. I know exactly where he is, but I’d rather drink battery acid than tell Baron.

Because now it's impossible to be like that . My life has been changed a lot since then . I have become a professional assassin . Who would kill people . Just to earn money . That's what I have been doing for years and so . Now there is no point in turning back . I always come here so that I won't ever forget the mission I set for my own self , years ago . I need to take that bloody bastard down in order to take revenge for my father . And I will succeed one day .

To choose what’s most important to them. The Illucian’s were no friends of mine. DeMarcus being the shady man that he was. His wife and daughter being the two that stayed away from his dealings. And his son, Danarius, quickly following in his father’s footsteps. At seventeen he already showed a great prowess and interest in the way DeMarcus ran his underground world. One we all pretended wasn’t tied to the mob or dirty dealings with whatever species would give him the most bang for his buck.

"What are you really trying to say? Don't give me any weird bullshit. I'm fucking tired right now." The man smiled widely. "What I want to say is that I found someone suitable as the leader position for our rebel group." Caskey, who had closed his eyes while leaning back in his chair, now opened his eyes spontaneously. "What?!" They are a group of rebels. However, until now, they have implemented a leaderless system. But now, it was the founder of the werewolf rebel group himself who said that he had found someone suitable as the leader of their group.

Then, their bodies were pierced through by the long bone arrows. "Dammit! Dammit!!" Some disciples let out indignant roars and curses of resentment. "This is not a secret region! There's no treasure, only boundless killing intent! I'm leaving! I'm leaving!!" In the face of such a cruel reality, for a time, many disciples roared with grief and disappointment...

This disciple, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, was a genius. However, he didn't expect that such a child dared to block his way. "Do you know who I am?" Lucas looked at the disciple coolly. The disciple looked at Lucas in disdain and asked, "Who are you?"

However, Zhang Yi and others, who were standing on the steps of Tianli Attic, had the opposite expression. 'This is a fucking rebellion. An unknown registered disciple dared to challenge the majesty of so many outer disciples at the gate of the Tianli Attic. Was it really a fucking deathwish?' "Damn, there are really some fearless little pieces of scum who dare to make trouble for the Tianli Attic. You are really fucking blind up to your universal souls. If you are not killed today, I will not be an outer disciple!" An outer disciple with synophrys stood up.