Rogue Cut From Days Of Future Past Novels & Stories

“Oh. Umm, on a different topic there’s a question I’ve been wanting to ask you. Why don’t you like rogues?” Tyler lets out a large sigh. “Three years ago, there was a large rogue attack on Moonfang. My parents left to go fight, and were killed during the fighting. I was forced to step up and become Alpha at the age of seventeen. I couldn’t even finish high school properly. I had to attend online classes. I also had to attend college virtually. There are so many things that my parents will never get to see. I hate rogues because whenever I see one, I am reminded of what was taken from me.” Tyler falls silent and stares at his plate. “I understand,” I say softly. Tyler looks up quickly. “Rogue

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve

Well, I guess, I don’t have a choice now' thought Evelyn. “For your first question, we are not being patriots here by trying to help. I can selfishly say that by trying to help you, we are helping ourselves. As for your second question, we didn’t become rogues by choice you know. All of us were once a normal pack just like any of you here. But they destroyed us. They forced us to choose this path. I am sure all of you remember a pack that was completely massacred nine years ago." “Yes, We do. It was a pack that existed, somewhere in Europe," interjected Alpha Blake with bitterness. "And we also know the name of the rogue’s that destroyed the pack. It was you guys the Night-Fury pack. WASN’T

“What.” “Last night. About twenty minutes before the breach. There was a spike inside Arachne’s property.” My stomach drops. “What kind of spike?” “Internal. Not from outside.” Mia. My throat goes dry. “Details.” “She was unstable,” Jason says. “Yelling. Energy fluctuations. Arachne contained it.” Contained. Then the breach. I sit down slowly. “Timing?” I ask. “Almost exact.” My mind starts moving fast. “She flares,” I murmur. “Then the ward gets tapped.”

“My name’s Jay Samuels. I’m a member of the Shadow Pack. Yeah, I know you don’t know the name. We’re new in town, and a few people are even calling us rogues. Because of that, your daddy won’t treat a couple of our injured members. Rose says you’re as good a healer if not better than your daddy. She wants you to come look at them. Her daddy’s men did a real number on them and they’re not healing right.” Heather watched him. She tried to figure out if he was lying to her or not, but she wasn’t sure. “You know where Rose and Julia are? Can they call me or leave me a text? I promise to delete the message as soon as I get it.” She worried for days about where those two got to.

Brianna's POV When I woke up in a hospital for the second time after an incident, I stared at the ceiling for so long. I had a dream or was it a reality? I was brought back to the future again and in the future, Rogue saved me. It was like a continuation of what happened before. Rogue pulled me and saved me from Cain's shoot, but he was shot by Amber. Rogue died on that day saving me. He didn't care if he get shot by another bullet from Amber just so he can save me from Cain.

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.

Even the moon goddess pitied him, now wasn't that sad? Bringing the bottle to his lips again, he gulped down a whole lot of it, thinking back to that day, he was such a stupid kid, he had been so confident that Celeste would be his, outside that cave he had declared it as though he had control over the future, he had said it so boldly, said that... ***FLASHBACK*** "Celeste will be mine...I can bet it on my life..."

A part of me wants to curl up against a tree and cry my eyes out for the rest of the night. But I drag my feet on, refusing to show weakness. Back in the clearing, Ryker drags the last of the dead rogues into a makeshift grave that couldn't have been more than three feet deep. The men start covering them with sand. I didn't think that they would even bother burying them. Ragnar never struck me as that kind. "We're done for the night. Back to the castle," Ragnar tells the men, grabbing his scythe from the bark of a tree.

For two years, everyone believed I was dead. And maybe, in a way, I was. I disappeared after making one of the most foolish and reckless mistakes of my life. I trusted the wrong man. Jacob Draven. Our uncle. The Rogue King. He was ruthless enough to experiment on Rogues, twisting their bodies and minds until they became ferals—mindless creatures that knew nothing but bloodshed and destruction. And for a while, I unknowingly helped him. By the time I discovered the truth, it was already too late. Kael and Lyra eventually found Jacob, brought his reign of terror to an end, and killed him.