Renegade Novels & Stories

"He was in my class and I tried to get his piece of shit parents in there, I reported them to Principal Taggart and made a CPS complaint." "I'm sorry." I lean forward with her. "I totally missed what happened, can somebody fill me in real quick. Why's Red so pissed?" Renegade takes a drink of his beer. "It's that kid I picked up the other night. The one who was stealing? He was stealing food, socks, and underwear, man. It wasn't like he picked up a video game system. When I got there–" Renegade takes a moment to shake his head "–he reminded me of me, at his age. I asked him, ya know, why are you taking this stuff?"

I deserve answers," I said. Sean looked over at Stephen, who nodded at him to tell me. "Okay, your parents were not murdered by bears. The policeman that told you that was a Rogue," Sean said "What's a Rogue?" I asked "A Rogue is a wolf without a Pack. They live alone. They normally did something bad to get kicked out of their Pack, like kill someone or betray their Alpha," Sean said "Why would a Rogue tell Jenn and me that our parents were killed in an animal attack?" I asked

“That’s a good idea.” “Alright. I will start. My name is Tyler Renost and I have been the Alpha of the Moonfang pack for three years. I am also in charge of all of the major businesses run by the pack. My sister, Sofia, helps manage two of them. What about you?” Tyler asks. “My name is Arielle Lozerno. I am currently a rogue and the CEO of Techex. My favorite color is green and I like to read,” I reply. At this moment Alicia returns.

Oscar smiled. "Thank you for telling me," Indianna nodded. "May I ask, how comes you weren't a rogue? What's the different between a rogue and a lone wolf?" "Rogues are wolves that leave the pack out of choice. They are wolves that no longer want to be in the hierarchy of a pack. Lone wolves don't have a choice. Lone wolves are rejects, people that are kicked out, forced to leave. You can leave out of choice and be a lone wolf, but only if you still have the intention of being in a pack. If you don't... then you're a rogue."

“I, Zoe Brina Vlk, alpha of the Moon Goddess pack, reject you, Tomas Singh, as my mate.” And everything went dark.

" this doesn't make any sense, how did I end up all the way here with no recollection of it, and you're sure it wasn't your doing?" " Careful rogue, I may be a fair King but my patience has a limit" " you're the King?! Your Majesty I'm so sorry I didn't I mean, I don't know what the hell I'm trying to say right now but I swear to you I speak the truth" " what is your name rogue?" "it's Carson, Carson Wade" " how did you end up rogue?" a look of pain flashed across his face before he inhaled deeply and spoke " I was a warrior in a pack and it turned out that I was mated to the Alphas' daughter, she felt like I was beneath her as I was just a warrior and anybody can be a warrior as she said, y

Logan was frozen and his face drained of color. “Hello McAlister” he said in a very thick Spanish accent. “That’s a sexy one you got there.”

“The rogue we managed to capture said something similar.” Sal's eyes went wide. “You guys captured a rogue? That's sick!” A moment of excitement crossed her gaze before she went serious and cleared her throat. “Okay so back to what I was saying, the rogues are essentially mercenaries sent here by someone from another pack. There was a man in charge of these mercenaries, he goes by the name Grog—” “Grog?” Kaiden said, looking pointedly at Bradford, who also had a similar look of surprise on his face.

They were banished from the pack, their betrayal too great to forgive. The pack mourned, not only for Reynald but for the loss of trust and unity that had been shattered by these events. It was a painful chapter in their history, one that would not easily be forgotten. The magician, once again, found himself guiding the pack through tumultuous times, seeking to heal the wounds and restore the bonds of loyalty that were so deeply fractured.

His mouth tightens in resistance, but Caden’s aura surges forward like a tidal wave. “Speak, Jackson,” Caden growls, voice low and lethal. “Or I’ll tear the words from your throat myself.” The man shudders. His jaw clenches. But the power pressing in on him—from both of us—is too much. His shoulders bow. “I, Alpha Jackson of Ash Moon, renounce my title,” he grits out, fighting the words. “And hand my pack to Alpha Adams of Desia. In doing so… I declare myself rogue.”