Novel & Cerita Rogue Alpha

My fear didn’t disappear—it twisted. Curled tight in my chest and became something else. Not panic. Not terror. Something raw. Something painful. Something dangerously close to love. DEREK I didn’t take my eyes off the rogue. “I’m worth more than a child,” I said evenly. “I’m Alpha of Silverclaw. I’m your way out.” The rogue’s face contorted—shock, then disbelief, then something almost like amusement. “And then what, Alpha?” he scoffed. “I let him go and you come with me? So I can have a knife in my back the second I turn around?”

The rogue asked me, his voice sounded desperate and frightened. “The same sick game your father played years ago at my pack, killed innocent lives. Shredding bodies like they meant nothing.” I replied tilting my head to glance at him. “We’re rogues, Darius. What else can be expected from us?” He chuckled. “I agree with you but do you know what an Alpha do when someone tries to fuck with his pack and pride? They counter back.” I said and gestured Keith. Who shuffled through his phone and played a video which forced the rogue to scream in anger and agony.

Stunned by the sudden shift in the alpha's aura, the chief hurriedly pulled his communication stone from his belt, navigating to the file. “Here is the likeness captured by the registry scouts.” Logan’s golden eyes locked onto the screen, staring directly into the vibrant features of his own mate. Even though the portraits displayed nothing more than two artisans walking the gallery paths, the sight of his female holding a massive bundle of another alpha's roses caused a dangerous, primordial possessiveness to claw at his chest. He slammed his goblet onto the serving table without another word, turning his back on the assembly and storming out of the central hall.

Cold. Almost human. The doors burst inward. Three creatures rushed through. Their bodies were lean and unnaturally pale, with dark markings running across their faces. The first attacked a Silvermoon warrior. Damon intercepted it. Their bodies crashed into the wall. The creature snarled and struck at Damon. He blocked the blow. Cassian rushed forward and attacked from the side. Together, they forced the creature backward. Celine stared. They were fighting together. The Alpha who had rejected her and the rogue who had saved her.

Chapter 27: The Tides of Battle Rogue Alpha’s POV The scent of blood, sweat, and fear mingled in the air as the battle raged around me. The ground beneath my paws shook with every blow, every strike, as the chaos of war enveloped us. My pack, the rogues who had followed me for years, were in their element. They were fast, ruthless, and eager to tear down everything in their path. The Alpha bloodline that had ruled this territory for so long—Alpha Callum’s pack—was crumbling. It was only a matter of time before we wiped them out completely.

Said the alpha “Don’t give us orders we are not your pack, we might be rogues but we have brains too, not all of us are savage you know. “Said the leader of the rogue pack that occupies the land right below the snow mountain. “I never said that, but you can also agree that this is a good plan.” Said the alpha “I agree, I will talk to my sister then we will be ready, but you better keep your word, or your pack will be next on our target list. We do need land you know; we can’t keep hiding in this mountain we need pack lands; we have pups here and this environment is not conducive to raise them.” The alpha nodded. “after the attack you can claim that land, I have no use for it, however, keep y

Introduced the alpha and all the alpha’s around were shocked to hear that she was an alpha. “Is that just a pack name or are you really the alpha of rogues, like all the bad apples we throw out of our packs?” asked another alpha not believing what he was hearing. “Yes, the rogue alpha like the bad apples you people throw out, I am one of the rotten ones actually, you can ask my uncle Larry right there from the Rosewood pack, he kicked me out and he knows every well just how bad I can be,” Anita said with a smile looking at Larry.

“The worst feeling in the world is knowing you’ve been used and lied to by someone you trusted.” Dante move to their north border where the Alpha rogue and his pack are waiting for signal from their 1000 rogues that he send to destroy them not knowing they have been informed of their attack and plans they made. The Alpha rogue in mask stood with his head raised high proud of what his rogues and pack members were doing. Hearing the screams from a far he howl in joy and when it all dies down he smile wickedly to himself.

I actually laughed as I sat down opposite Jayson and Jackson and I was sure that Jayson even managed to smile at me. "It's been a week. I was missing your sass Ellie," Jayson laughed. "So you do have a sense of humour. And there I was thinking you were made of stone," I chuckled and this was the first time I had ever actually seen an Alpha acting so casual with a rogue. I had been in the dungeons of other packs when pack members found their mate in the shape of a rogue, but that didn't make an Alpha treat said rogue any better than he already was. There had been a couple of occasions where I had been there when the Alpha murdered a rogue with their mate in the same room, simply to prove thei

I thought to myself wondering about the amount of boldness mixed with craziness he had to have to call himself the Rogue Alpha. Rogues were werewolves that had either been kicked out of their pack or left of their own free will to live on their own in the wild. Usually, rogues run away because they do not like their Alpha or pack. They claim to not want anyone to rule them because they listen to no one. They are in charge of themselves. When rogues meet up with other rogues they either kill them or sometimes stay together and form a mini pack. But if you were to call it a pack they would kill you because they 'don't believe in packs'.