Rogue Alternative Novels & Stories

He looked thin, like he’d been starving for a long time. He growled as he pulled his claws out of the door, leaving five slashes where the door had previously been smooth and whole. There was no distinction of Alphas, betas or omegas amongst rogues, which made them unable to tell by pheromones, which class normal werewolves like us belonged to. If this rogue had known I was an Alpha, or the Alpha king, he would probably have decided to run instead, knowing I wouldn’t be easy pickings for him.

“And what exactly is a rogue?” “Rogues are all those who are expelled from their packs. If another pack includes a rogue, it is fine, but most packs do not include a rogue in their community. A rogue can be a woman who gives birth out of marriage or out of mate bond. A rogue can be a man who runs away from the pack for his benefits. And a wife, husband, daughter or son of a rogue would be a rogue. So, yes you are a rogue.” The way his words came out, I felt like ground slipping beneath me.

“But I didn’t get us in trouble? That wolf attacked me. I was just defending myself.” “No. That’s fine. Goddess, you don’t even know about rogues anymore,” Alaric said. “What are rogues?” “Werewolves without a pack,” Conri said. “They usually get kicked out of their packs for breaking the rules. They tend to be feral, evil, vicious wolves. They kill indiscriminately.” “Eesh.” “Thea, there are a lot of dangers,” Kaiser said. “Just, don’t go anywhere without us.”

“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.

“What are rogues?” Lucien ran his hand through his hair. “A rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They choose to live wild, without rules. Many become dangerous. They attack pack members, steal food and injure people. Some are murderers. Some are thieves. Some are too violent to live near others.” His eyes darkened slightly. “We keep them locked away so the pack is safe. Some stay for days. Some stay forever.” A chill ran down my arms. Lucien softened his voice. “Don’t worry about it, Aria. Just stay away from that area. Promise me.”

Every other Alpha had been left with no choice but to torture me in order to obtain the information they wanted, but that usually took them at least a month to get anything from me which they could actually use. I had a pretty high pain threshold and could easily go for weeks before anything actually effected my body. I just gave them what they wanted after a month in return they gave me what I needed, which was their full support when the time came. "Why are you rogue?" Jayson asked me. "My pack were slaughtered when I was eighteen. I was happy, just living my life with my family, but that was all taken away from me in one night..." I paused as I brought my head up so that I was looking at

I put what I am doing to the side and gestured for him to take a seat. "Owen, I need to talk to you about something. I do not want you to take offense, but it's about rogues." I nod. Rogues often give packs trouble; somehow, I am an exception. Probably because I attempt to communicate with the wolf packs and live on neutral territory, it probably also helps that they come to my club. "I am not sure what help I can be," I don't associate with many wolves, other than those who work or are members of the club.

Felix cut in. I scowled at him, " Thank you for your input. Anyway, Living in rogue packs is similar to living in a normal pack, except we didn't have alphas, but leaders. We were treated like dirt by packs. We were always moving from place to place" " Yeah. Sometimes we'd run into other rogue packs and we'd fight for territory..not everytime...just if they're the aggressive kind" Trevor added.

The emotions I felt were intense, and my thoughts were all over the place. However, as I walked, something clicked in my mind. If I was going to do something, I had to do it fast. I was the leader of this pack, a rogue leader, and I had to act like one. It was time to be more ruthless and show that we were not to be messed with. "Rogues are outcasts," I muttered to myself. "We steal, we kill. We are ruthless." I felt a sense of satisfaction and power as I said those words.