Novel & Cerita Rogue Alternative

“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.”

“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

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.

"Look, there are different people in the creatures—be it a vampire or a werewolf, everyone can't be the same way!" "Okay, what about the rouges? I heard they are different from normal ones!" I inquired while leaning my back against the chair and crossing my hands over my chest. "Rogues are werewolves that have either been kicked out of their pack or left of their own free will." "Rogues don't have a set appearance apart from their wolf form." "Some wolves who are born as rogues can control themselves, but 90 per cent of rogues are harmful. " he muttered when he was leaning against the chair.

Just as we dragged our feet to the bed, the Rogues attacked. Rogues werewolves without a pack or an Alpha, and more times than not, they were usually insane. When a wolf leaves their pack or gets banished and no longer has an Alpha to answer to, the effects are often devastating on the health and mental stability of the wolf. Oftentimes, the rogue wolves would assemble in order to raid and wreak havoc, they were usually violent and they killed for the pleasure of it. Without the guidance of a true Alpha, Rogues were considered dangerous outcasts and they were on the fringe of the wolf society. Attacks from Rogues weren't uncommon, many packs had experienced their raid before. Most times, it

a glint of excitement lit up her gaze and I wanted to stroke it until it turned into a blaze so I wouldn't have to look into her sad, dull eyes ever again, "that reminds me, when I asked you what you do for a living, you said social work. So, that was a lie." I searched the surrounding area, making sure the people close to us were too distracted to hear my whispered words, "Not exactly. I'm a leader but I take care of my pack and I'm not an ordinary alpha. Rogues are people who generally get kicked out of packs or aren't born into one to begin with, or lose their pack. I am the Alpha of the rogues. I travel a lot, finding and meeting new rogues and helping where I can. If they're good, I'll

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

This deal could give me exactly that. “You can reach out to the Rogues yourself,” I said just to see what he was playing at. “Rogues will listen to an Alpha rather than listen to an Elder and we both know you have had some business with them in the past,” Richard said. Rogues come in handy, sometimes they are like bandits that steal and deliver, and sometimes I use them as my first attack to check a pack's weakness. I wanted to ask him more questions but I chose not to press him. I knew better than to pry into others' personal motives. We all had our own reasons for doing what we did.