Rogue Alternative Novels & Stories

“Why not? We are both werewolves with one Goddess, the Goddess of the Moon. There's no difference between me and any of you!” The Rogues laughed as soon as they heard what I said. Isn't what I say true? Rogue is a werewolf who was thrown out of the pack because of a mistake they made. And the Moon Goddess is the protector of werewolves. “Obviously, we are different from werewolves. A rogue is stronger than a werewolf in terms of stamina, strength, and survival. Do not compare us to your humble people.” Alpha said with a face flushed with anger. “We are not lowly people. Werewolves are an honorable people!” My exclamation was not accepted when they actually threw insults.

“I went down the rabbit hole hours ago. Everything sounds crazy and yet so logical. I can’t tell what’s sane and what’s not anymore. I just don’t want anyone screaming at me or getting violent.” Robert gave a frustrated and exasperated sigh. “I assure you both. Whatever is happening here it’s escalating, and we can’t allow it to harm either of you. This is a situation I never planned to be in. But basically this is the calm before a war breaks out. I’m stuck trying to figure out who our enemy is still.” “Question. What are rogues?” “Rogue or rogue pack. Wolf shifters who don’t have a pack or are in a territory they have no right to be in. A rogue pack is a pack who steps into the territory o

To bad he would not be able to help me escape, he must be loyal to his Alpha or he would be kicked out of the pack and end up turning rogue. Which meant no leader and other packs kill rogue on sight due to their lawlessness and no loyalty. They are like rodents eating your vegetables in the garden. No one liked rogues. Funny enough that is what I was, my brother and parents. We had to leave our pack behind because of Alpha Keeram, many packs feared him. Unfortunately mine was one of them, my Alpha Jake feared him so much so, that he was going to hand me over like a present. That's why we had no other choice but to go rogue and hide.

he sighed, “Well, they were criminals…” I mumbled, “Rogues, darlings are not always criminals. My parents were rogue vampires for a while. A rogue is a person who is not in a pack or into society; it does not mean they committed a crime,” he sighed, and I squinted my eyebrows. “Are any of those guys the case?” I asked, and he took a deep breath. “No, two of them attacked a pack and killed several warriors, and the other one robbed a shop and killed the owner,” he said, and I took a deep breath.

Even the insects had fallen silent. Something was wrong. She backed away from the stream, hackles rising along her spine. Her wolf senses screamed danger, but she couldn't pinpoint the threat. Then the wind shifted, bringing with it a scent that made her blood run cold. Rogues. At least three of them, maybe more. The scent was unmistakable—unwashed bodies, madness, and the metallic tang of old blood. Rogues were wolves who'd been cast out of their packs or had chosen to leave, living without the structure and discipline of pack life. Some were harmless loners. But most descended into madness, becoming little more than feral beasts who killed for sport.

Like it already knows what kind of night this is. I step back into the room and close the door softly. I drop my bag instead of lifting it again. The feeling crawls up my spine. Cold. Sharp. Mean. “Human,” my wolf says. Angry now. Focused. Alpha anger. “Not normal human,” he adds. “Hunter.” I close my eyes and spread my senses the way my father taught me. The way alphas learn early or they don’t live long. Most wolves feel wide. Loud. Messy.

I Arrived at the shadow-core pack’s main driveway, I got a call from Gary Saithe telling me to get my ass over here, Gary is A Vampire -werewolf hybrid known as Alpha to his band of misfit rogues that he likes to keep as pets, his pack was no laughing stock nor to be taken lightly as all pack leaders feared him but Mostly Feared the rogues that he took in as his own members - they were a different sort of breed, not just one race. But a mixture of good and bad. - I killed the Roaring engine to my black sports car and stepped out of the driver’s side straightening out my matching black suit that fitted around me so well. A lingering scent hung in the passing breeze, I took a deep breath inhal

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

“Amonette took care of everything. And I also have the elders who served my father dearly before me.” “Would you mind if I ask what happened?” “During the process of replacing the treasures at the bottom of the shield, the protection that is emitting from it also weakens. That time, it was my first time doing the process. It was my tenth year of serving the dominant pack as the Alpha. As the head family, I, Monta, my father, and my mother were present in the underground ceremony. We didn't know what happened back then. We never became the subject of those tugs and robbers before, and that was the first time, during my lead. They attacked us coming from different directions. And most of them

“Did you have fun leaving a scar on the face of your enemy?” “Yes, I did,” she keeps shaking like a fucking leaf over what has been displayed before her. People from other regions aren't fucking used to how bloody we, the Rogues can be. We are destructive and messy. Rough and most of us are street dogs. We hunt whatever and whoever we see as prey. This is part of our pride. But lately, every Rogue has been on the low since Alpha Arkon took over his father. He has changed a lot of our policies, creating boredom in our region. He is too soft-hearted as an Alpha. And this is why he must have me by his side as his Luna.