Rogue Bunny Novels & Stories

'Shit! She continued to make that climb with a kid on her back.' There were more than twenty Rouges, Ryan's pack jumped into the fight. Most of them tried to make way to the cliff to pull the Rouges that were chasing after the girl. They had to make the fight in the human form as it was difficult to climb across the rocky surface in their wolf form. Ryan smashed his way through the Rogues, His presence seemed to attract their attention as most of the rogues gave up climbing, and charged straight to attack him.

However, werewolves and lycans both shift at the age of eighteen. There is one main issue with werewolves that my parents made sure I understood from a young age. Werewolves that live in packs absolutely detest rogue wolves. I do not blame them. There is good reasoning for hating rogues. Rogues usually go insane from the solitude and, more often than not, end up attacking and killing innocent wolves. The group of wolves that killed my parents were rogues. Since then, I have made a habit of going rogue hunting. I take a break from my work and hunt down and kill rogues that have gone insane.

I had to win, because the alternative was watching two Rogues maul Ronan. The Rogue shifted to human form and jumped at me. I dropped my shoulder and grabbed his extended arm. I twisted just as I had practiced with Jordan and Marcus. The Rogue went flying into a nearby tree trunk. I rushed forward, and slashed at him with my knife. I didn’t think I could bring myself to kill him, but I could surely hurt him. He got an arm up fast, and my knife scored a long, red line along his arm. “Little bitch!” he yelled.

They had been tricked by none other than a hated enemy. One by one the Rogues step out of the clearing. Their deep yellow eyes on me. I hear the scuffs of their large feet as they take a few steps to be closer to me. A smirk appears on Knox’s face. “Bring him to me!” A female Rogue with tufts of yellow fur moves in front of me, her yellow eyes staring deep into mine. She doesn’t move a muscle. “You speak the truth?” Her soft voice is in my head. I thought I could only link mum and dad, but her voice is clear as day. “He really feeds on orphans?”

I jump on the back of the rogue and bite his neck, ripping out his throat in the process. I see another rogue replaced the rogue I just took out. Thinking I would be too distracted to help, I jump on the rogue and pull him back freeing the warrior to fight off the last rogue. This rogue and I started to fight. He swiped at my back leg catching my hind quarter.

My mother closes the mind link and stands next to my father, who checks our invites by the two Crescent Moon warriors. Rogues are wolves who have been banished or rejected from their packs. The majority of rogues are criminals; they have no rules or morals. They attack at the slightest sign of weakness, raping women and killing anyone in their path. In other words, they cause chaos and destruction.

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.

He held out his hand to me. I took it and walked beside him as he showed me around. The land was really massive. Surely not as big as my former pack but his territory was impressive for a rogue. He took me to the hut that was used as a healing house for the injured during attacks and clashes with strays and the sick. I saw Cara was in there. The woman gave me a nod of acknowledgement and I returned one back. Next, he took me to see the nursing home. At first I was shocked that there were children here but really it shouldn't have been that surprising. Of course rogues would marry amongst themselves if they were mated and have children. I saw the bathing hut which had a wooden contraption tha

I give my gun to Bailey, and tell her, "I'm going to turn!" "Haden, no!" she screams, but it's too late. The transformation takes over me, ending at a record speed, and suddenly I can see everything as if it's as bright as the day. Without wasting a second, I pounce at the rogue wolf. Rogues are often bloodthirsty, so that makes their focus and skill decrease exponentially. We claw and bite at each other, him trying to draw my blood out. I take that as an advantage and bite him in all the right places. But this rogue is strong, and his fur is quite thick. I can't sink my teeth into his hide. He must be an old rogue because new ones are easier to defeat.

Such betrayal, but what would you expect from a rogue. Never trust a rogue.