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A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

The rogue flung out a stiff arm pointing at Lilith. Lilith was too shocked to move. She heard Blaze muttering something that sounded distinctly blasphemous. She griped the sides of his shirt tightly in her hands. Blaze’s eyes narrowed. “You’ll have to fight me to get to her,” he said with a snarl. The rogue laughed. “I’m so glad you said that,” he said, and launched himself forward. In mid-air, his body rippled and he shifted to his wolf, jaws wide open, ready to tear.

An image of the young Lia being bullied by kids at school, waiting to fight back, sailed into my mind. “Those men are not werewolves,” I voiced my observation, wondering why Lia was allowing them to guide her like that. “Obsidian preferred humans than rogues,” Declan said. “Do you think Lia is a rogue now?” I asked. “It’s possible,” he replied. “Every rogue in this city is either working for the three rogue bosses or they would be considered an enemy, an equal game for a hunt.”

"If they get their hands on you, they won't just study you. They’ll use your frequency to finish what Thorne started. They’ll make a version of the Blight that we can't purge." ​"But we have no power," Leo said, gesturing to the room. "No armor. No gold. No shadows. We’re just three kids in a shack with a satellite dish." ​Silas stepped forward, placing a heavy tactical map on the table over the holographic display. "You’re wrong, Leo. You still have the most powerful thing your father ever built. You have the Rogue Network." ​"The Rogues?" Leo asked. "The ones who left the pack years ago?"

Indianna asked. "Now that depends on you, sweetheart," Rogue said. "If you do as I say then Brooke won't be harmed." "W-What do you want?" Indianna gulped. "Firstly, I want my mate," Rogue said. "Unharmed." "You know she won't be," Indianna whispered. "By you," Rogue said. "I have a strong feeling that Greyson is starting to lose his control, and he will hurt her. If he does, Brooklyn will die a long and painful death."

“The truth lies in the blood. This must be about those creatures - the beasts.” Damien leaned closer, pointing to another passage. “Look here: ‘A corrupted lineage creates monsters, but only the untainted can undo the curse.’” Nicola’s heart sank as the weight of the words hit her. “My father’s work wasn’t just about protecting the lineage - it was about stopping whoever’s corrupting it. That’s why the rogue was transforming - someone’s tampering with the bloodline.” “And they’re targeting you because you’re part of the untainted bloodline,” Dylan said grimly.

24. Wolf attack Rogue's POV I attended an online meeting with Unholy Allies to share weekly updates in our cities. None of them had anything major happening. Only I had a blast and a crucial man from my crew dying, followed by a kidnap and a handful of killings I committed to accomplish my task of kidnapping Lincoln Raynott's daughter.

“Im not supporting the Rogue Lycans but downgrading the war is just an insult to me.” I still wasn’t getting the point of it. “Im sorry. I didn't mean to offend you but why won't you donate blood to my members.” Her gaze shifts back to me. “Im getting there. The Rogue lycans did not do it out of spite but to draw out hidden lycans of ancient bloodlines who are hiding in packs.” “Im not sure I understand,” I tell her. “Only the blood of a lycan with ancient bloodline can cure the blight..”

Far be it from him to bring loss into the family. A distant look appeared on Lyons' face. He didn't think that it would come to this. A curfew. Like, fuck. Was this the first time a human was getting killed by a wolf? Was it? And even if one went with the whole narrative of this being a serial killing, there were far worse towns out there who actually feasted on humans openly. Tyrex and the likes. Lyons scoffed. Fucking humans. Weaklings they were. They'd just shown how feeble-witted they were by storming Brookehurt and destroying properties, here and there. Bloody fools.

“Do you expect the children and the archivists to fight?” “I think those old librarians have more fight in ‘em than anyone gave them credit for,” Leo muttered, but shook his head. “No, I do not expect our non-combatants to fight.” He rested both hands on the table and leaned forward. “I expect the other packs to fight.” “Other packs?” I asked. Leo nodded. “The main strength of the Rogues is their numbers. They have members from every pack, all those who were banished or left for whatever reason. No single pack can stand against them for long.”