Rogue And Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Keeping my head down, I try to ignore the footsteps that are quickly approaching me from behind. "Hey!" The voice growls again. "I am talking to you." "Not interested buddy," I say over my shoulder, and I get a good look at the man coming up from behind me. His scent hits my nose and I spit out the word "rogue." "Now what would you know about that, Pretty Lady." His breath is right next to my ear, and I let out a shutter of disgust. "Just leave me alone. I am trying to get home," I lie. Rolling my eyes as he reaches out a hand and tries to rest it on the small of my back. Arching my back away from him, I barely avoid his touch.

Untamed. Just like him. I can see a certain kind of wildness in his eyes, and I know instantly that he is a Rogue. He has an edge to him, a wild, dangerous, unpredictable edge. As he stares back at me I notice a moment of confusion. It's like he realized it, too, at the same moment, that maybe…I am his mate. The connection is undeniable. But he quickly shakes it off and gives me a confused look. "Are you a spy?" he asks. "Did they send you to find me?"

Unlike how I found him unconscious and butt naked. "Why did you leave your pack, Peyton?" He questions, eyes never leaving mine. "Stepping foot into this land as an exiled wolf makes you nothing but a rogue. And we do kill rogues, or lock them up because they're never to be trusted." The lines on his forehead are furrowing as he makes this known to me.

“They must have followed our trail. We have to leave, now.” “Rogues? How many?” I asked, panic rising in my chest. I looked around the tent and saw shadows moving outside. How did they find us? I wondered, my thoughts reeling back to Alex’s earlier warning. Did he know we were going to be ambushed tonight? Kai’s voice cut through my thoughts before I could think about the possibility any further. "There are too many to count. We need to get out of here fast,” he replied. I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing a million miles. Rogues were the worst kind of wolves. They were the ones who had abandoned their packs and leadership to live and hunt by their own twisted rules.

The rogues, Leo and Valerie were all sitted across the river, watching the beautiful birds singing... and also the trees dancing slowly to the rhythmic feel of the wind as it blows... “You haven’t told us why you both are out here as rogues.” Joyce one of the female rogues said. Every one of the rogues turned around and looked at the two love birds waiting for the tale of their exile. “We weren’t exiled by our pack members, in fact, we escaped from the pack.” Leo said to them all.

Just then, a man pushed through the crowd and stepped in front of Derek. “Alpha, give the word—we’re ready.” It was his Beta, voice calm but filled with authority. Kelvin froze, as if struck by lightning. “What… what did you call him? Alpha?” he stuttered. Derek tilted his head, smirking. “Do you doubt the existence of the Rogue Pack?” Kelvin didn’t answer. His lips moved but no words came out. Alex, still seated, looked stunned. “Wait… that Rogue Pack? The one that’s invaded territory after territory over the past years? The one with the mysterious Alpha no one has ever seen?”

Aspen asked her after a moment of silence. “Nothing really. Something about supplies and rogues but he didn’t explain much.” Aspen nodded slightly as he thought to himself for a moment. There was a delicate line, he knew, between telling Adira enough information to stop her from asking questions and telling her too much, putting her in danger from people and forces she didn’t even know existed yet. “It’s complicated, Adira. Life for people like us, werewolves that is, it’s not looking good right now. There is a lot of fighting, a lot of dangers we face, and our missions try to ease some of that suffering.”

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.

"Unfortunately, being a creation of a lesser God made Raguel not immune to defeat. He met his match when he encountered the dangerous werewolf tyrant, Crustblood the Terrible, a descendant of Argo who was also a powerful wizard. Crustblood's wolf, Draven, was a strong and cunning creature. During the battle, Draven deceived Raguel, by pretending he had lost and was lying helpless on the ground. As Raguel approached him, Draven used forbidden magic and devoured the lesser deity. This act instantly endowed Draven with immense power and a desire for independence, establishing his own will. He trapped his human in the depths of his mind and consumed his soul as well. "Draven transformed into a l

Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de