Renegade React Novels & Stories

But I was really yearning to breathe the fresh air outside this hole. "Are you going to ignore me today also? I mean you should get a break from those books you read always." Nick is an annoying prick. I learnt his name the second day I got here, Nick Thatcher, he had been in an accident and was in rehab for that. He is a rich guy but very down to earth, it was part of his timetable to annoy me every single day and I just ignored him.

He sure had his work cut out for him. Any one being a Rogue or a renegade was despised in the werewolf community. There was not much difference between the two terms. The High council branded all those who do not adhere to the laws of the werewolf community as Rogues. It included wolves who got kicked out from their packs or those who decided to leave them on their accords. Renegade, on the other hand, were rogues who like to hurt, use their abilities to kill mindlessly. Ryan happened to be elated when he first spotted his mate, but got frustrated beyond reason when he could not find her for a year. But when he did, it was to find she was the one thing that he despised the most. All his thou

It tensed immediately, its glowing yellow gaze locking on Ren. “Welcome back,” Ren said, his tone sharp and cutting. The rogue sneered, a defiant grin stretching across its bloodied face. “Alpha,” it spat, the word dripping with mockery. Ren crouched down, his amber eyes burning with barely restrained fury. “You crossed my borders. You terrorized my people. And you destroyed what little humanity was left in the town. Why?” The rogue chuckled, a low, rasping sound. “Because it’s fun.” Ren’s fist shot out, slamming into the rogue’s jaw with enough force to send a crack echoing through the room. The rogue growled, spitting blood onto the floor.

Every other Alpha had been left with no choice but to torture me in order to obtain the information they wanted, but that usually took them at least a month to get anything from me which they could actually use. I had a pretty high pain threshold and could easily go for weeks before anything actually effected my body. I just gave them what they wanted after a month in return they gave me what I needed, which was their full support when the time came. "Why are you rogue?" Jayson asked me. "My pack were slaughtered when I was eighteen. I was happy, just living my life with my family, but that was all taken away from me in one night..." I paused as I brought my head up so that I was looking at

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.

From outside his door, he heard Maggie say goodbye to Karen. "Have a great time," Karen said. "Meet some handsome stranger who sweeps you off your feet. Isn't that what weddings are for?" Michael heard Maggie laugh. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do. "And you'll post lots of pictures on Facebook? You know I live vicariously through you," Karen teased. "Of course, lots of pictures just for you," Maggie answered. "Find me on Snapchat, too. I'm GingerGirlLaw. You'll see all the debauchery. See you Monday," she laughed and he heard her walk away.

Leyland speaks up, “We all have one, and we have all done things we are not proud of, me and the quarry boys will fight alongside you.” I was going in with or without them, but their confirmation was all I needed to give me that extra determination. “Radio Dynamite Al,” I tell Jamerson. “Times up for Crimson Moon.” I wasn’t doing anything by the books now. I wouldn’t even give them a chance. Alpha Crane and his warriors were about to find out why the Renegades were so feared. Why we got results, and why we followed our own rules. Jamerson radios Dynamite Al, telling him to wait for the signal.

**** Phoenix The meeting was finally over and I couldn't wait to go back home. All they talked about was about some rogue that had been violating the rules by running in and out of packs without permission. As much as hate rogues, I feel extremely sorry for this one because once it's caught, it's going to be put to death. My beta reported five rogue cases to me three days ago. He said that he had taken care of four, but the last one was a serious pain in the ass and he wasn't sure how long he was going to restrain himself from strangling it to death.

Silas perked up immediately heard the voice of his Beta, Levi. “Really Levi, we need to do something about your over excitedment” Silas said, tapping his nail tip on the table top. “A female rogue was found at the border, it seems like she had broken into the pack by mistake” Levi informed “And?... capture her of course, have you forgotten the rules?” Silas asked in an irritated tone. “She has already been captured and is in the dungeon now but….the warriors want to know what will actually happen to her, they are still waiting on your orders” Levi said hurriedly.

I mutter, hatred still flowing through my veins instead of blood. I wrap the garrotte wire tighter across my hands, getting into stance as my eyes follow a subtle movement from the bushes. The signal is a howl from Ryker. Ragnar has us all briefed. My hands are covered in a pair of knuckle dusters. I had my leather jacket over my gear, which was actually a crop top and slick black pants that allowed me to move around, a utility belt with a series of knives strapped to it, and military boots. A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.