Reckless Renegades Merigold's Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Tonight is a night of happiness and celebration; therefore, I will grant her the grace of answering her very insolent question. As I was about to say, there are only a hand full of people on the outside world, and some of these people are comrades of mine; they send me messages, pictures, and stories detailing the horrors of the outside world.” “HA! Don't make me laugh; we both know Merigold grounds cannot be located by anyone from the outside world. It is so well hidden that it doesn't appear on any map,” Angela yelled again, jumping out of the crowd. “Angela!” Marie and Valerie yelled in unison. "Angela, do you realize that you could get us banished and made rogues? Stay silent and sit do

They’re living rough. “Excellent? Look at this place. We’re on the run. We are all waiting for Cassie. We believe she’s going to come through, take her throne. I’ve got a few men itching to defect for a shot at trying to find the gold she’s stashed on the coast though.” “How many?” “At least a dozen. Silver brands aren’t a personality trait, but you tell someone they’re scum long enough they’ll start acting like it.” Corbin and Raphael would find lots in common. Both are so steady and serious. No interest in gossip. I noticed Corbin’s aged, brittle chainmail over his grey long-sleeved top, his boots in need of repair. Maybe Volare can help with some things.

The trio stared at him in shock. "What! That Neanderthal she almost married would never…" "Shut up! Just shut up right now!" Maggie was livid. "I swear I will never tell you anything ever again!" "Yeah, Mags, is this going the way you imagined?" Michael asked, stifling a smile. "Fuck off!" she said, retreating to the kitchen. "Ben, come give me a hand." Michael knew she'd find a way to force him to face Nate. He knew that Nate, and everyone else at Murphy, Rannigan, had been in a bind when he'd unceremoniously pulled the rug out from under them a few years back.

“The real reason I asked you to come back is because there’s an important mission. Headquarters gave a direct order that it must be completed. “We’ve received reliable intelligence that there’s a massive gold deposit beneath Thousand Isles Lake in the southwest of the city. But the exact location is still unknown. “Because the deposit is underwater, the cost of extraction will be extremely high. If we can’t pinpoint the exact location first, it would cause enormous waste. That’s why I needed a professional like you. “There’s an old legend about that lake. They say it was formed during a major mining disaster back in the 1930s. “Back then, the team sent secret prospecting teams into remote mo

Maverick starts to share his thoughts. He’s decided to play an open card and tell Dad almost everything. About how he met with the rogues. But not disclosing that Martin, Madeline and I were part of that. He also leaves out the Silent Night Hawk and Morgan. I’m not sure if Dad knows about the Silent Night Hawk’s existence or not. Maverick explains how Cassius and most of the other rogues are exiles. More often than not severely punished for something they don’t always have a hand in. Like losing a battle, or in Cassius’case attacking an Alpha whom he justifiably suspected of killing his mate.

She looked at my belly. “We will escort the vessel home,” she said softly. “Willingly or otherwise.” Kael’s entire body went rigid. I felt the Hollow surge, teeth baring inside him. Before anyone could move, a sharp whistle sliced the air. Bolts whistled down from the canopy, iron-tipped and flaming. Nets exploded across the ridge. Wolves screamed as fire licked fur.“This wasn’t Silver Crown. It was Emberfall.” Kael’s uncle’s renegades, revived, organized and pissed.

I hastily wash up, get dressed and follow Caio to the border. What I see sends a shiver down my spine. The renegades are there, gathered. More than thirty of them. They ignore our presence. They sniff the air around them, as if looking for something. Then they wail. Their voices are a song of pain and loss. And then they leave. - Maybe we should ask the witch what's going on,” suggests Caio. My jaw clenches. - Take one of them and bring him to me. He does as I say. When the renegade is thrown in front of me, his face carries an empty, lost expression. His body trembles.

"You spiked my drink?" Meredith laughs, "Not spiked, just enhanced. Consider it a nudge in the right direction." I sit there, sandwich forgotten, processing the unexpected turn of events. As I prepare to unleash a piece of my mind on Meredith for her unexpected revelation, the atmosphere shifts. Three wolves emerge from the shadows, their presence immediately felt. My instincts flare, ready to defend, but something is off—they don't smell like rogue wolves. "Go inside, Meredith," I command, my tone tense. "I'll handle this." Even tho Meredith never liked me I want about to let some rogues attack her.

“No, we don’t need the dead weight. And thanks to that damn Silver Myst, no Pack in this country will risk buying slaves. Hell, they won’t even mistreat their omegas too badly for fear of him showing up. The Rogue King was already planning to organize a event with his Gamemaster before we left, as a way to make some profit off the captives while also removing as many extra mouths to feed as possible.” I ignored that last part, worrying about that without any details was pointless. Isntead, I let my mind wonder to what he first said. I’d heard about the reports during the war, about the Silver Myst attacking Packs and Covens who enslaved or abused their weaker members. No one knows where the

The guards roughly dragged me outside, holding me by the arms with a punishing grip. "Tana!" I heard my mother's voice from close by. I turned to look at her as she ran towards me. I noticed the onlookers gathering around to witness the scene. I heard murmurs from close by. "Tana, what's going on? Why are they holding you?" My mother inquired as she neared. I could hear the fear in her voice as she asked. I knew she was scared, wondering what had occurred before this outcome. "Philip… he…" my voice broke as I tried to make a coherent word. It just hurts, thinking about everything that has conspired to this moment. How do I tell my mother that her only daughter was going to be exiled from the