Rogue Alpha Novels & Stories

The hunters let go of her, trembling in fear at the uproar in the woods and just then, a big black wolf stormed out, his eyes flickering silver was piercing deeply at them. “ It is the Rogue Alpha”. They shiver at the mention of his name. “ Run! ”. One of them announced before running away while the others also took to their heels as fast as their legs could go. But it was the Rogue Alpha, who was brutal and never set his prey free. He charged towards them, and in just a few steps, he grabbed both of them with both his hands and shredded them to pieces. Karen who was forced to the ground while they ran for their life tried to ge

“I’m glad you like it so far. With every passing day, I’m sure you’ll like it even more. But tomorrow, after your tour with Christianna, I will show you where to take shelter if rogues attack.” “Ok…” I mumbled. “Will you tell me now what rogues are?” “Rogues… Well yeah. Rogues are werewolves who were banished from their Alpha or refused their own pack. At first, they live like plain humans, but when they give in to their wolves and shift, they become feral and lose themselves. They never return to their human forms again. Lost and disorientated, they gather up in little packs of two or three because wolves can’t live alone. Some rogues take simple wolves into their pack just to gain strength

Smith said, letting a puff of smoke out of his lips. "Smith! You're the son of the Alpha and Luna of the Golden Crescent Pack and if there's anything that's demanded of you, it is total compliance with the rules of the pack. Running away from home and living in a penthouse is not typical for an alpha wolf like you! Do you even have any idea that one day you'll be the Alpha of your pack? Or you just want to live as an outcast all your life!" Alex said in a high-pitched tone. In this instant, Smith knew he had to do something to calm his friend down because Alex is not one to get angry or raise his voice at anyone irrespective of how pissed off he felt.

It deposited the paper it carried in it’s mouth on the window sill, then it turned around and flew away. With a shaky hand, Shira read the message. My dear Shira. I am proud of how you took it upon yourself to defend our home, even though you were outnumbered. I am sorry for anything and everything you may have suffered in the hands of that filthy rogue. Since he is werewolf, and we must be cautious with werewolf matters, I would send for your mate, the Alpha Farok. Be rest assured he would send his army and not only kill the rogue, but wipe his entire legacy off the face of this earth. Love, your father.

Their faces were twisted in savage delight, a reckless feral delight. One of them, a tall scarred male matched forward, he sneered at me, his red bloodshot eyes made him look even more terrifying. If this was any other day, I am certain I would defeat these rogues even with half-breath. “Well, well,” The rogue sneered, “If it isn't the mighty Alpha. The Alpha with no land, pack, or home. The mighty Alpha Trent or should we say, the mutt without a pack?” My eyes dilated drastically.

The others roared in anger, attacking at the same time. “Roderick!” I screamed in panic, as I watched one of their blades flash, and slash his already wounded side, and he started bleeding more all over again, making him stumble. Exhausted, he staggered with no stamina remaining, but with a blind rage, he tore the rogue's throat out, before collapsing to his knees. “You see it now?” One of the rogues jeered, circling me like a prey. “Your Alpha whom you trust is weakened. He has fallen already, and you will be ours.”

The Alpha clamped his jaws around the rogue's neck, dragging it back toward the broken wall. The rogue was thrashing violently, twisting, snapping. Its claws raked across the Alpha’s side, leaving dark streaks of blood. "No, stop! You're hurt!" Evelyn screamed. The Alpha didn’t look at her—didn’t even seem to hear her. His eyes were locked on the intruder, a cold, lethal fury burning in them. He gave one final heave, launching the rogue through the broken opening in the wall of the cabin. The creature skidded into the dirt outside, snarling once in defiance, before it fled into the trees. To regroup.

“Enough about Reign, I need you to send more soldiers to guard the children’s training grounds. Those good for nothing rogues who invaded the Shewolf training grounds this morning should not have access to those kids. Is that understood?” “Yes, Alpha” He replies with a slight bow. “You may leave” I order and he nods as he walks out of my office. The hardest part about being an Alpha is having to deal with rogues. They are stray wolves with no pack that aim at causing ruckus in other packs. Sometimes, they even kill pack members and that’s why anytime I come in contact with a ballistic wolf, I don’t hesitate to finish him or her off.

When he finally spoke, his voice was smooth, easy, cutting through the space like a knife sliding through silk. “Rogue Alpha Kenzo Raine.” His tone was neither bombastic nor stinging, but it didn’t have to be. It commanded attention nevertheless, a still authority that caused Victoria’s stomach to knot. “Do you know who I am?” Kenzo exhaled, the edge of his mouth twisting up in an almost-smirk. He turned his head, never wavering his gaze at the man in front of him. “I’ve heard stories,” he said, his voice rasping, some raw scrape from the fights he had already fought tonight. “Executioner. Enforcer. The High Council’s pet monster. “You have a lot of names, don

He studied me for a moment, and I couldn't tell if he was surprised I didn't already know or if he'd expected this question. "Kieran Croft," he said. The name hit me like a physical blow. Kieran Croft. I knew that name. Everyone in the territories knew that name. It came with warnings and whispered stories and a reputation that made other Alphas nervous. Kieran Croft was the Rogue Alpha, the feared leader of Silverthorn, the man accused of betraying the coalition and standing outside the Alpha King's trust. He was the Alpha other packs avoided, the one parents used to scare their children into behaving, the one who operated by his own rules and didn't answer t