Rogue Alternative Novels & Stories

Another Rogue. Only that this one has no smell.

So, we sneaked into the neighboring pack and their Alpha’s room. “Remind me why we are doing this again?’ She moved closer, and as the Alpha got up to attack her, I came to her defense and sent him back to sleep. Then we wrote the word ‘loser’ on his face. As we stepped out, we were attacked by some of his men, but we took them down effortlessly. The big difference that sets a rogue apart from a werewolf is that rogues don’t usually have much to lose and fight to the death. We escaped, laughing our asses off as we fell on the clear grass near our pack, looking up at the half-moon in the sky.

Their child, born into a world free from the rogue threat, would grow up knowing the sacrifices made by their parents and the importance of unity and strength. troubling reports of increased rogue activity near our borders. They have grown bolder and more aggressive, posing a threat not only to our packs but to the entire region." A hushed murmur spread through the room, as the gravity of the situation sank in. Rogue werewolves were individuals who had either been banished or had chosen to live outside the structured hierarchy of packs. They were known for their lawlessness and unpredictability, often causing harm to innocent humans and supernatural beings alike.

Rogue’s were nomadic wolves that deny the authority of an Alpha and roam free on their own, but if this rogue pack had decided to bond together, it might be to cause trouble for the other existing pack around their location. "I'll investigate into the matter," I gave them a pointed look when they opened their mouth to protest. "I don't need you two starting any unnecessary war with someone who probably just wants to be left alone. I can take care of the matter alone. And we won't pointlessly capture and kill for your sick pleasures." "But what if the Al-" Aiden started but I cut him off.

"Most artificial werewolves become Rogues because they're wild and dangerous, so no pack will take them in or recognize them." "Rogue? Isn't that the term for a werewolf who's been banished from the pack for a mistake?" Noreen asked. "I've read about that." "Yes. Rogues are a group of punished and wild werewolves," Ariel replied. "They live outside the pack, usually in groups of two or three. In the human world, they're the same as what you'd call homeless." As Ariel taught Noreen and Jonathan, Thiery didn't interrupt at all, simply following along quietly.

Lyor grew up trapped in the Moon view temple, and he had never seen a rogue in person before, A rogue, an individual that was abandoned, disowned or had mutually cut off their link to their own clan is a unique existence in Selestine. They are free of the bindings of their clan, but they are also alone to survive in the vast land of Selestine while being subjected to the discrimination and disdain of the rest of the werewolf race. A tall figure jumped down from the last viewing room on the west side of the arena, and a handsome sunny young man landed smoothly with a smile adorning his sparkling black orbs.

He sure had his work cut out for him. Any one being a Rogue or a renegade was despised in the werewolf community. There was not much difference between the two terms. The High council branded all those who do not adhere to the laws of the werewolf community as Rogues. It included wolves who got kicked out from their packs or those who decided to leave them on their accords. Renegade, on the other hand, were rogues who like to hurt, use their abilities to kill mindlessly. Ryan happened to be elated when he first spotted his mate, but got frustrated beyond reason when he could not find her for a year. But when he did, it was to find she was the one thing that he despised the most. All his thou

I slept with rogue, and despite being an alpha, he was still widely known as a rogue. “How dare you! How shameless! I can’t forgive you for doing this to me, Bethany. You allowed yourself to become one of his whores, and it’s the most despicable thing to do for the pack! Starting today, I will strip your status as my heir, and you can leave the pack immediately.”

"If you don't reject him, I'll have to declare him a rogue and banish him from this pack. We don't need him here." "You can't do that father. He is your subject! You can't maltreat your pack members for no reason! That will be outrageous!" I yelled. I couldn't believe my ears. Being declared a rogue was the worst thing that could happen to a werewolf — aside from being rejected. A rogue was an outlaw, one without a pack. He was sent out of his home to roam about the deadly forest alone. Rogues were helpless wolves without the protection of an alpha and they were open to any attack whatsoever