Rogue Alternative Novels & Stories

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.

They weren't normal werewolves. Rogues.

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.’’

I'm so grateful to the moon goddess for giving me a mate like her, even when my life isn't the perfect one. I became a rogue the moment I ran away from home. Everyone believes a rogue is someone who doesn't follow rules or does something unspeakable. No one will believe the other side of the story, a rouge is always a rogue. If a rogue tresspasses, the warriors of a pack kill them. Hence why I'm always on my best behaviour. I don't want to be treated like trash or get bullied so I avoided everyone, especially Alpha.

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.”