Rogue Pack Novels & Stories

The rogue groaned, his body weakened. “We didn’t want to hurt you,” he said grasping for air. “We’re just... protecting ourselves.” “From what?” Kaiden demanded. The rogue hesitated before answering. “I don’t know yet. But we were attacked first, they came to our territory…. They’ve killed half of us, so we used blood and the bodies to set traps, to scare anyone away.” Kaiden narrowed his eyes. “What pack are you from?” “Silver Moon Pack,” the rogue said weakly.

she said, her eyes meeting mine. I let out a sigh. "What do you want to know?" I asked, knowing that I had to be careful about what I revealed. "Everything," she said. "I mean, I know what Rogues are, but why are they attacking your Pack?" I took a deep breath before answering. "Rogues are wolves who don't have a pack to call their own. They long for it and will do anything to get it. They're attacking our Pack because if they defeat us, they become the most powerful pack in the region. All other packs would be forced to submit to them."

At least fifty wolves, maybe more. "These are Rogues who wanted out," Dad explained. "Wolves trying to escape bad situations. Abusive Packs. Criminal organizations. Victor protects them here. Gives them a place to heal and restart." I stared at the scene before me. A small child laughed as her mother chased her. An elderly wolf read a book by lamplight. A young couple held hands, whispering to each other. This wasn't what I expected from the terrifying Rogue Alpha. "The Packs think I'm just a criminal," Victor said from behind me. "They're not completely wrong. But this is what I do with the money I make. I give Rogues a choice. A chance."

I slept with rogue, and despite being an alpha, he was still widely known as a rogue. “How dare you! How shameless! I can’t forgive you for doing this to me, Bethany. You allowed yourself to become one of his whores, and it’s the most despicable thing to do for the pack! Starting today, I will strip your status as my heir, and you can leave the pack immediately.”

“You’ve been through enough to deserve it.” I wiped my face with my sleeve, embarrassed at how red and swollen my eyes must look. “Does it get easier? You know… being a rogue?” "Some days yes, some days no." She stood and offered me her hand. "But it's better than being in a pack that doesn't value you or see your worth. Trust me." I took her hand and stood up. “Come on,” she said with a small smile. “Let’s get you back to Lyra before she panics and sends out a search party. Tomorrow, I’ll teach you how to throw a proper punch. Deal?”

Rex had been the alpha of the Sharp Armor pack for a long time, yet he didn’t think he had ever faced an issue like this. Rogue attacks were becoming more frequent, and several of the packs in the area were finding themselves having to deal with them, including his. In the past, there weren't many losses as his patrolmen usually outnumbered the rogues in the area, but lately, there had been casualties. The other packs had complained of the same issue. His patrolmen came back saying that the rogues had moved with purpose as if they were organized, and their organization had only been increasing over the past few months.

However, all that changed some days ago when he happened upon a xiene. Just thinking about it now sent shivers down his spine. The xiene was the rarest, oldest and undoubtedly the strongest clan…breed of werewolves. Everyone knew this. He knew this. He knew that a little number of them, just a few number…not up to 10 lived in Bookehurt. There were rampant in other towns such as Konnekut, Tyrex, Jyord, but not Bookehurt. Therefore, it didn’t come as a surprise that the happening of the days before kept Jimmy awake.

The door was solid metal and rusted and the building numbers had fallen off long ago. Jason went to the door and knocked, giving me a here we go look. The door creaked open slowly. I had never understood pack members distaste for rogues until the scent of this man hit my nostrils. He smelled of rancid milk that had been left out in the sun. I didn’t understand what it was until Jason pushed himself between us to guard me from the man. “Can I help you?” The man asked. Squaring up solidly with Jason.

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.

I wanted to make sure I was safe. But, when I caught wind of the new stench- they were coming through the heavy brush. Thirty in all it seemed. They circled me in a quick pace. I wanted to cower in fear. ROGUES! I came across rogues! I mentally groaned as the majority were all males. Rogue packs were rare. But to my knowledge they formed like an actual wolf- pack. One you see on the discovery channel. Since they're closer to being ferrals. Rogues- most known for being dishonest- savage- and destructive. They ate their kills. They hunted everything and everyone. The elders lead the way to keep the pace of the pack- the second half were the strongest, the middl