Novel & Cerita Rogue Alpha

. "Controlled? Like it was following orders?" "Maybe," I said, the uncertainty in my voice mirroring the confusion in my head. "But that's just crazy, right? Rogues are wild animals. They don't follow orders." Brock didn't reply for a moment, his gaze fixed on a distant point in the forest. "There are rumors," he finally said, his voice low. "Whispers of a rogue alpha, one who's been gathering strays, building a formidable pack." A shiver ran down my spine. A rogue alpha? The very notion sent a jolt of fear through me. Rogues were dangerous enough, but a coordinated pack under the leadership of a rogue a

The Demilune Pack's ancient laws decreed that any member who committed a heinous crime, such as betrayal or defiance against the Alpha King, would face banishment from the kingdom, condemned to live as a Rogue in a distant land far away from the sanctuary we once called home. As the firstborn son of Alpha King Avalon, I was offered a chance at redemption, an opportunity to repent and continue my life within the fold of our pack. But, Tania, my spirit could not bear the weight of compromise. I knew deep within my soul that I had to embrace the consequences of my actions, to accept the path of banishment and walk the solitary road of a Rogue.

"Don't let up! We can't afford to lose focus!" "You'll regret this, human, I'll make you pay!" The battle raged on, we swiftly realized that the rogues were desperate, fighting with an unmatched ferocity. They were willing to sacrifice everything to protect their twisted agenda. "Stay together! We need to support each other!" I ordered. "Alpha, they're overwhelming us! We need a plan!" "Hold your ground! We can't back down now!" I ordered with renewed determination as we regrouped, our movements synchronized as we fought as a unified force.

On top of that, they used a poisonous arrow that pierced the undefeatable Rogue Alpha and bring him to his knees. ‘‘That being said, right before his eyes, he watched his people gradually being taken down one after another. As furious as the Rogue Alpha was, he could only order his people to retreat because of the underhanded tricks of the Savage Tyranny. As a result, they had been driven away and suffered a defeat that caused them great casualties.’’

A branch snapped behind me, and I looked up sharply. From the shadows, the rogues stepped forward. Three tonight. Their eyes gleamed gold, hungry. “You felt it,” one of them growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. “Didn’t you? The Alpha marked another. Left you bleeding like a dog.” I staggered to my feet, fists clenched. “Stay back.” But my voice cracked, betraying me. The tallest rogue tilted his head, studying me like a prize he’d already won. “You see? You were never his. You are nothing to him. But to us,you could still be useful.”

“What are you doing? You should be there, accepting condolences and giving some speech to prove you’re worthy of your family’s mantle, not chasing after a rogue—” “You’re my mate,” he said, his steel-blue eyes blazing fiercely. “I’m going to support you in your time of need. Fuck tradition. And I’m making my first Alpha move—reaching for peace with the rogues instead of war.” I wanted to argue, but there wasn’t time. I grabbed his hand. “Let’s go, then.” The Rosemont staff couldn’t stop us from barging past them and running to the stairwell. They definitely called security or the police, but we made it to the fourth floor in record time.

Alpha caught it mid-air, his arm braced against its throat as he twisted, threw it aside, and kicked it back with a force that sent it crashing into a garden column. Two more came from the left. Another from the right. My breath came out in a shaky gasp as I stumbled backward, heart hammering against my ribs. I had seen wolves before, shifting, healing, fighting but rogues were different. Their eyes were hollow, feral, unhinged. They didn’t move like men. They moved like hunger. “Alpha!” my voice broke. He was already fighting, already slamming one rogue onto the ground, already ripping another off his shoulder. But even he couldn’t block all of them at once.

“Yet remain with you. You can’t think I will let you leave with this thug. Alpha will have my head for one…” “How far away is your pack?” I cut the mind link with Logan, keen to learn more about the location of the rogue’s settlement. If I can gain access inside, then I can report back to Belgaire, I can help bridge the gap between rogues and alphas. No one in living shifter memory has been so openly invited into a rogue settlement, without becoming a rogue. “You won’t be back in time before the alpha returns.” The rogue alpha responds, no humour, no smirking this time. His tone has become almost professional, like a business transaction.

"I’m here for the credits. You promised the full amount for Ruth’s marrow transplant the moment the ritual was sealed." Evelyn set her cup down with a slow, deliberate click. Her eyes turned cold. She had no intention of paying. "Don’t be so dramatic, Brooke. I’ll get to it. But surely you understand the pack’s current strain? Your father invested a massive amount of Alpha-gold into a new territory claim in the North. It turned out to be a trap—a ghost-land. The rogue who brokered the deal vanished with our treasury, leaving your father to answer to the Council."

Alpha Brice doesn’t respond, but keeps his eyes on her. “Who is this guy? We heard his voice in your memories, but we didn’t see his face.” I turn to Alpha Tamiyah. “He’s the rogue Alpha -” Jamorea is cut off by harsh laughter before she can finish. “This is all a game, isn’t it? Rogues don’t have an Alpha. Rogues are never even organized. What are you playing at, little traitor?” I’m on my feet before I can even decide to do it. My hand slams on the table, and I’m turned toward the disrespectful Alpha. He has his arms crossed and is looking at me with one eyebrow raised.