Renegades Mc Novels & Stories

“I… I need to go to the palace.” It was the only thing I could say. It wasn’t a request for help. It was a confession. If I wanted answers, if I wanted revenge, I had to reach the Supreme Alpha, Matthew Dawolf. But I had no idea how to get there without being recognized. “How am I supposed to do that?” My voice came out strained. “If they see that I’m a renegade pureblood, they’ll imprison me… or worse… execute me for the audacity.” The old woman watched me for a moment, then snapped her fingers.

Two men trying to tear each other apart while bullets flew around us and people died. I caught him with an uppercut that lifted him clean off his feet. He crashed back down and didn’t get up right away. Blood poured from his nose and mouth, pooling on the floor. “It’s over, Nick,” I said, breathing hard. “You lost. You lost everything.” He looked up at me with those wild, desperate eyes. “This isn’t over. Even if you kill me right here, there are others. The Rogue King has plans you can’t even imagine.”

"Are you expecting me to believe that I'm a half-witch? Do you know what my pack would do if they found out?" "I know they'd kill you," he said. "How would you even know?" I ask, my voice rising with anger. "Because I am one and there are several others in my pack are also witch-werewolf hybrids. You will receive your witch powers and then you will change into your werewolf." "Who are you?" "This is a rogue pack. We run by our own rules here. The rest of our kind have all kicked us out, shunned us from their traditions so here we are."

I ask, my stomach tightening. He draws in a breath, seeming to brace himself. “About the fact that Melvanie’s back.” The air leaves my lungs instantly. "What? That's impossible. We saw her get pulled into the void.” “By the looks of it, someone pulled her out. And now she's working with Derek, who's also out of exile. She's helping him build an army of rogues.” Reign moves to his computer and pulls up images, then he turns the screen toward me. "They're calling themselves the Forgotten Pack, and they're planning to attack the Alliance Summit."

Jaguar said softly, “please stay here. Talk with Leilani. We’ll be back.” “Fine,” I said, “but don’t keep me in the dark.” “I won’t.” He gave me one last look and then turned, and the four men disappeared outside. I sat back down at the table, my head a mess of confusion and anger. “That was ballsy,” Leilani said. “I thought Phoenix was going to slap you down.” I gave her a sharp look. “He wouldn’t.” Leilani laughed again. “You don’t know Phoenix.” She paused, grinning. “Welcome to the Sandcastles MC, sweetie.” I stared at the door, wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into.

Once he's destroyed, all that's left is that bastard Ryder. ... News of the victory was quickly transmitted. The last Pack Rogues, before they could fight, surrendered, automatically offering everything to preserve their lives. "Bring them to prison. After returning, he was taken to a slave brothel." I ordered. Serena sat next to me, resting her chin and looking at me. "Will they become slaves for life?" I didn't raise my head; I just nodded. "Yes." Serena sighed. "So poor." I felt a little interested, so I glanced at her. "So what do you have in mind?"

Afterward, as the boy went to fetch the car, I couldn't help but ask Eugenia, "Are you serious with this guy?" Eugenia chuckled, "Just kidding. He's the son of a neighbor from the Ironclaw Pack. Grew up with me. I meant to explain earlier but forgot."

I would normally go and stay with them for a month at a time. My Uncle Maven and Aunt Amelia are the Alpha and Luna of the Renegade Pack. Amelia was my mom’s twin sister, and honestly, they are great people. They offered for me to come live with them permanently multiple times, but I always denied. It's not where I belong. I've never been a part of a pack and I don't think that will ever change.

He had believed himself my best choice. How laughable. He was never even close. I didn’t need anyone’s pity. “Julia, why didn’t you tell us you were marrying the rogue king?” Alpha Joe’s tone softened, his earlier anger replaced with reproach. “So we could have sent a proper gift.” Compared to the entire Rogue Den, the Midnight Ridge Pack is utterly insignificant. Although Rogue Den is located in a remote area with an unfavorable climate, it boasts the largest territory. The harsh weather and unforgiving environment have forged the most powerful rogue wolf army in the Mississippi River region.

His eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Have you lost your mind, Nicole?! You're going to destroy me since you can't have me, is that it? Security! Take this lunatic away and lock her in a psychiatric hospital!" Security rushed forward at his command, trying to restrain me. However, the cathedral's heavy wooden doors were flung open the very next second. Soon, hundreds of armed men in black flooded in, sealing off every exit. A chilling, oppressive silence swept over the hall. The terrified guests didn't dare make a sound. The moment people recognized the man at the front, a collective gasp broke out. "T-That's Dominic Spencer… the king of the capital's underworld… What is he doing here?"