Rogue Hero Season 2 Novels & Stories

She swept her silver blade out in a precise arc, striking the back of the guard's knee armor, sending him tumbling down the muddy embankment. "Rogue!" another guard yelled, turning his weapon toward her. A dark shadow vaulted off the cliff face above. Kaelen slammed into the center of the squad with the crushing force of a mountain avalanche. His raw Alpha aura surged outward, a wave of physical pressure that made the ground tremble. He disarmed the squad leader with a brutal twist of his arm, driving his fist through the heavy chest plate while Elena ducked low, tackling the third enforcer into the creek bed.

My heart slams in my chest as I wonder what's going on. Is this guy going to kill me? Is he a human predator? Or even worse. Could he be…a Rogue wolf? I can feel how strong his hands are, how strong his muscles are wrapped around my body. I feel like he could lift me into the air without even trying, like I could disappear into his arms. He feels even stronger than Sebastian. I made a mistake coming this deep into the woods. I should have been more careful.

***Roger’s Pov*** I hoped it wasn’t for me to make amends with my daughter. I was aware why she rebelled against me but it didn’t end well. Her stubbornness resulted to her banishment from the pack and since I have been searching for her. She hid very well but lately, I got some intelligence reports about her. She was staying near Bradfordshire and the place was fairly hidden. The house was well guarded and my men had a hard time infiltrating the place.

Moon Goddess gives him strength. The rogue wasn't looking hurtful rather he was frowning. Maybe at my sister's act. "Why are you still standing there? Are you happy after ruining my life?" I was about to say something in my defense when dad showed me his palm. A gesture solely for me to stop talking. "The party ends here. I'm thankful you all came here." As everyone was leaving I saw the rogue stealing a glance at me. His green eyes bored into mine and his chiseled jaw made a roll. I averted my eyes away from him.

Her voice was soft but louder than before. “You’re welcome, my love.” I knelt next to the tub, “I know you have a lot of questions. To tell you the truth, I don’t know where to begin.” Taking a deep sigh, “I am a wolf shifter. We typically live in packs like Derrick’s. He is an alpha or leader. My father was one; he was betrayed by his second in command, his brother. He poisoned then challenged my father, knowing my father was weak to defend himself. That lead to his death. My mother was seven months pregnant with me at the time and was exiled out of the pack. Because of that, I don’t have a pack. Since I was raised outside of a pack and don’t have any real territory, I am less aggressive th

She raised a claw to finish it off when another rogue jumped at her, knocking her off the wolf. Nora whimpered, falling to a side, leaving her ribs bruised and bleeding. Of course, rogues travelled in twos. The new rogue crouched beside the fallen rogue, sniffing it and checking if it was still alive. Nora saw her blood on a couple of fallen leaves and growled, charging at the newcomer. She gave it no breathing space as she took it down, swiping at its neck with renewed energy and anger. When it tried to howl for help, she ripped out its vocal cord and the rogue went still. Returning to the initial one, it was barely alive and struggling to get away.

"Just me," Greyson croaked. "You know it's the smart thing to do. There's no point in slaughtering a whole pack." "You think I care about how many people I have control over? Do you think I care about that when my mate is lying dead in my arms!" Rogue roared. He threw Greyson to the side, kicking him onto the floor. "You will all die! I will kill you all for what you have done. None of you will live to see next week." Rogue looked down at Stacey and brushed her hair away from his face, smiling down at her. "Everything I will do to this pack will be for you, my love," he whispered. "I promise, I will make them suffer." He then walked towards the woods, not looking back at the pack. "If any of

“Chaos doesn’t move in formations, monitoring our patrol, waiting for the right moment to strike. Chaos doesn’t remain constant over a couple of years. And for a rogue your mind is still intact fully” There was no answer from him. “Hard way it is then” with a motion of my hands, one of my warriors brought me my silver dagger. I stabbed him sight in the stomach. I reveled in his screams enjoying the sizzling of his flea burning from the effect of the silver. “Who is your Alpha?” I asked “what are you looking for?” The rogue laughed “you can stop what’s to come” he said and I smirked “You’re wrong about that” I said and he burst out laughing like a maniac “The chaos is yet to begin once the mi

he roared The rogue shook and swallowed hard, then spat on the ground. “We’re dead either way.” Ryder’s jaw tightened. “Then you’ve chosen your fate, Rogues.” With a flick of his wrist, his warriors stepped in. The battle was quick—merciless. Within moments, the rogues lay unconscious, restrained. Her gaze remains on Ryder, her voice steady. “Why are you here?” Ryder studied her, his gaze lingering longer than necessary. “I heard your growl, and I know you are in danger.”

From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself. A rogue tries to flee. Ragnar's scythe spins out of his hand, decapitating him, but he doesn't kill him, I notice, just as someone knocks me down and just like that, I'm carried into the heat of the battle again. Ryker, on the other hand, blurs between wolf and human, leaving dead men in his wake till the last of the rogues stands. "Who sent you?" Ryker asks. I wobble on my feet, completely exhausted but manage to keep the stray wolf firmly in a chokehold.