Novel & Cerita Rogue Alternative

' I could feel Gidian beaming with pride at my remarks. 'Thank you, and I feel the same about you.' I had an important call to carry out to Alpha Kane of the Half Moon Pack in Russia. They had been experiencing problems with rogue attacks. So, I sent four hundred of our toughest warriors to help. Rogues are wolves who don't belong to a pack. They are treacherous and filled with bloodlust. They don't live by the rules and laws of a pack, instead, they kill as they please, both human and supernatural creatures alike.

“Rogue werewolves…” I think my face paled a little as I remember some of the information that we had looked over in the files I retrieved from the S.D.E server. It had explained that there were two types to each species, the normals and the rogues. The normals were less of a threat as the rogues were more on the wild and feral side and only lived to fulfil their more primal instincts. I am brought out of my head as his head snaps to the side. He then hisses again as he adds,

A rogue. I knew I needed to get away, and quickly. Rogues had no ties to the pack, no scruples when it came to who they harmed. Sometimes, rogues were even rabid, affected by a mad wolf disease that could strip them of their higher functions—even trapping them in their wolf forms for so long that they forgot their humanity entirely. I couldn’t risk an altercation, so I quickly turned, intending to run back toward the house. But I was met with another rogue, this time directly behind me—so close I could feel the heat coming off of its breath.

With the scarcity of vampires in the area to tear werewolves a part, there was also a subspecies of wolves called rogues. Rogues are wolves that voluntarily leave packs. The consequences of going rogue is the manic episodes and consistent anger that develops from breaking the link between the pack. It’s an extremely painful process that ends up with them going completely stir crazy. They are rare, but do lurk outside of boundaries waiting to attack members that leave the borders. Nadias lip quivers as she hears the rustle sound of leaves again. To her dismay, she feels a sense of relief but quickly recoils when she hears a low growl emerge from the trees. It wasn’t a familiar presence that s

*Are you hitting on me Alpha, you know I’m taken,* he joked back. *Well I thought about holding your hand but I don’t want to make anyone jealous,* I said. *We would certainly be the talk of the woods,* he chuckled. Just then, about a mile into the trek, we caught a distinct rogue scent and we all abruptly stopped. Rogues have a unique scent that is hard to explain. They smell like a bunch of things at once. Being in a pack you have your own scent, possibly you carry a bit of your mate. But you smell mostly like yourself. Rogues can lose their unique scent, as a way to throw off enemies and keep them from being easily traced. Their spirit is wild and that’s what they project. So … either Zan

“There are other rogues too, outside, in the world. Most wolves in the outside world become rogues because they disobeyed the Goddess or because their animal instincts are just too strong. And there we have female rogues as well.” “So, what you’re trying to tell me is that the rogue pack outside Lindersay, that Clay is now the Alpha of, are all the people that the Lunar Maidens had dared to love by rejecting the mating bond?” It took some time to settle in. “Then why aren’t the other Maidens with them? Why aren’t they going back to normal?”

‘’Is the Shark afraid? The rogues face was a mixture of surprise and exasperation. ‘’What silly questions you ask. Yes he is afraid, and no he is not afraid.’’ ‘’That doesn’t make any sense.’’ Shira said stubbornly. ‘’Well let’s take it this way,’’ The rogue said conversationally. Neither of them knew when his anger had melted away, but it was no longer there. His manner with her was like the manner of a teacher and his student. ‘’The rogue has many who depend on the success of his mission. He is afraid that he should fail them, and no, he is not afraid to face any for in battle, so there! He is both frightened and not frightened.’’

Robbert yelled. “Believe me or not, it doesn't change the fact that you're about to get killed by the man who raised you. Not just you but the girl as well, and you know very well that she'll be too weak and sad to fight back after you die,” the rogue kind replied. Robbert turned to the ground and thought about his words for a moment. He raised his head again and asked, “What’s the second option?” The rogue king smiled, then stopped walking in front of Robbert. “The second option is to overcome the Alpha authority and become a rogue.

“And of course, you don’t want to mark me because you don’t want to take your throne back.” “I don’t know what I want to do yet. I have no support. No army. It’s not that easy.” “What about these rogues Monty spoke about? What is a rogue anyway?” “A rogue is a packless wolf. It’s not that easy. Rogues aren’t warriors. By the time I have them trained and ready for a war, Caspian would know and we’d all be dead. Well, not you and me…we’d only wish we were dead.”

We might as well get this conversation over with. I still struggled to believe he, or his pack, would accept a wolf rejected by her own pack. In werewolf society, rogues are wolves that have been cast out of a pack. There’s a lot of stigma attached to that status. People assume there must be something wrong with you, or that you did something awful to get banished. But that’s not always the case. Some people were mistreated and had no other choice. The problem is that rogue wolves sometimes turn feral and, out of anger, jealousy, revenge, or desperation, they attack packs. Most packs tend to assume rogues are a threat. I was still worried that my status would be a problem.