Rogue Linage Novels & Stories

Luke didn’t stop looking at each of them so intensely as he continued, “The rogue attack is drawing closer and closer to our boundaries.” “And we are prepared,” one of the elders replied. Luke shook his head, frowning a bit, “Are you sure about this? How ready?” he replied. The elders knew he had lost his dad to a rogue attack in a neighbouring pack, in which his dad’s friend was alpha and he had gone to assist them. Since then, their pack had been on consistent alert and guarding. No rogue was let to go free, as they could be a spy.

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?”

I hope she is right in saying we are meant for better things. As I walk further, I start wondering how I am even supposed to use the mind link. I never have before and I thought I wasn’t supposed to be able to until my ceremony. I first try to tune into the pack mind link to hear the others a few times. By the fourth try, I can hear the patrols discussing their shifts among themselves – this is useful for me to ensure I don’t bump into anyone. Upon reaching the pack borders, I look ahead onto the unclaimed territory I am about to enter, where the possibility of rogues awaits me. I chuckle at my own thoughts, as I am also a rogue now. Not all rogues are dangerous and violent, some are still i

PROLOGUE The Lycan king's secret kingdom consisted of three main packs. The Shadow Pack: crafters of weapons, strongest of alphas. The Crimson Moon Pack: known for their omega healers and every form of dark sorcery. And the Red Fang Pack: merchants and travellers. Every wolf knew the basics. And there was an immortal Lycan king that wielded a scythe, working in the shadows, making sure the packs coexisted and keeping the wolves from enemies.

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

"Why keep this all a secret?" "Power and greed." John shorts through the books on the table and hands me one. "Our family linage used to be a well-known fact among our kind until the 14th century. The details are written here; you might need to brush up on your medieval French to read it. Here is a translated copy. Two other packs started a war with the Bois de Frene Pack to give you the cliff notes. The war prize was the Alpha's daughter Liliana. The two packs wanted to make themselves King of the werewolves and rule like humans. This angered the goddess. She sent prophets to the waring packs to warn them, but they killed the prophets. Selene revoked her blessings from them. She stripped th

He broke for the first time and refused his orders and left his pack and became a rogue to protect his wonderful beautiful mate. Years later the Alpha paired up with a dark warlock and placed a curse on his family line. The curse was to perpetually leave his family as a Rogue. But this did not stop Gabriel and his prayers were answered with the curse being turned into a blessing as his family was granted immunity from the Alpha command. With this gift, Gabriel decided to open a training ground to help educate the young and impressionable. With many of his contacts still he brought in many young Alphas to train with him.

She must have seen something that I can't. As the dinner goes on, I get to talk a little with everyone. They are from all over the country. All different ages, some only sixteen, some older than my grandma, with very different backstories. "Do rogues have ranks?" I ask Damon quietly. "Not as packs do, but yes. Depending on what lineage they had before becoming rogues or what lineage their families had, they have different ranks of power. Ben there would be considered an Omega, while Katherina comes from a long line of Betas." He explains and I'm surprised to see a beta become a rogue. It's usually the lower ranks or the warriors that run away from battle.

Rig growled, and even though I felt his certainty—and believed him—that wasn’t my point. “It’s not just you, though, Rig. You know that. You have to have the support to gain your full power. That means the hierarchy has to not just be beaten, but overcome. And that means we need more numbers.” Rig scoffed, shaking his head. “What are you guys talking about?” Cara piped up from beside Rig, her expression confused. “The Rogues,” I explained to her. “They’re wolves that stand outside the hierarchy. Self-ruling and—”