Novel & Cerita Rogue Parents

At first, I had to rub my hands on my eyes to be sure that I was seeing right because there was no way that I was in Thorne’s room, the cruel Rogue King— My father’s enemy. Thorne Frost, the cruel Rogue King ruled with an iron fist. He was young and yet, he held the world in his palm and made everyone do his bidding. The only person that never succumbed to his intimidation was my father and that was when the Cold War between them started. Thorne gave him sleepless nights both in the werewolf world and the business world. It got so bad that my father banned the members of his kingdom from ever having anything to do with anyone from Thorne’s territory.

Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de

Lucianne processed this before she asked uneasily, “So…unlike Ivory’s situation where his mate is NOT associated with him in formal documents, the suppliers are rogues as spouses?” Greg nodded in confirmation before he added, “And some have rogue children, My Queen. No parent wants their kids to end up in an orphanage, brought up by creatures who’ll tell them that their parents are traitors who never cared what happened to them.” Lucianne instinctively glanced at Alissa, whose eyes fixed on the ground as she stared into space, no doubt thinking about her triplets again. Xandar turned Lucianne around. His hard gaze penetrated into her eyes when he mind-linked her, ‘Baby, there comes a point w

I asked her. She was taken by surprise. "My dad? Why do you ask now? I mean… he was a rogue who died years ago." "I am just curious. I know that your parents were rogues. But most rogues go rabid after wandering in the woods for a long time. Were your parents like that?" I asked her, carefully studying her countenance. She quickly looked away. Hadn't I known about what a traitor she was, I most probably wouldn't have caught the sudden flash in her eyes.

" Anyway. He eventually tracked me and was closing in on me very fast. I started to run as fast as my legs could carry me and that's how I bumped into your father. He took me and brought me to Rogue town and I tell you this place was majestic and glorious." " Yeah, I can still see that," I said and she sighed. " Before, I used to hate Rogues because of what I was told about them. They said they were murderers, wolves with no loyalty, and trust me - it was true. But when your father got denied of his birthright just because he spoke against certain unfair laws he became a Rogue and learned to fight fiercely at the hands of a Rogue king. But he also didn't like their ways. Most of them were ki

Someone who had not spent a lifetime being a rogue. My father had been the Rogue King, before my twin brother Eric killed him and took over as the Rogue King. A rogue was a wolf who did not want to be a part of a Pack or had been kicked out of a Pack for some reason or other. Others were born into it. As the Rogue King’s daughter, I was born to be a rogue. It was our family’s legacy. Rogue royalty, I think with a sarcastic chuckle.

I growled and my eyes flashed golden. "what the fuck do you want?",I glared at them. Rogues stood with vampires. Sneaky and nasty bastards. "we want your mates",and I almost shift. My dad puts his hand on my shoulder stopping me and I watch the rogues move around looking ready to attack. "your getting nothing, my dad growls, either turn and leave or we kill all of you",my dad was tired of bullshit and wanted peace. The head rogue laughed and I watched my dad's claws extend and his eyes go golden.

He seemed so rough when I first met him, but he seemed different somehow in my interactions with his today. He grunted and paused. I didn’t think that he would answer but was pleasantly surprised when he did. “I don’t know why you would care to know, but since you asked, my parents were kicked out of their pack. They were reckless and dangerous. They went rogue when I was 10. I became rogue when they did.” I had never had a conversation with a rogue and had no idea why a wolf would become rogue. I had been told stories about what might happen but was never sure why. “Have you ever thought about trying to join another pack?”

"They committed a grave sin, according to pack law. After they left, Katrina and the others... they turned me into their punching bag. Like I had to pay for my parents' mistakes." She started crying harder, and I pulled her into a tight hug. She felt so small and fragile in my arms, of course nothing like the strong, happy Amy I thought I knew. "What did your parents do?" I asked softly. "They helped some rogue wolves," she said into my shoulder. "Gave them food, shelter. It's forbidden – rogues are considered dangerous. But my parents... they said some of them were just lost, hungry. They didn't deserve to die just because they had no pack."

Now I knew just how equally blood-thirsty the wolves were, I understood why he had to do what he did. My reaction must have excited Rogu because he bent until he was at eye level with me. He instructed Terah to hold me down so I wouldn't try to escape or lash out while he said what he wanted to say to me. “Your mother was a self-hating whore and your father was an easy-to-fool a brainless human. They made a perfect match that produced confused children like you.” I thrashed around while he spoke, trying but failing to escape Terah’s grasp. Rogu laughed like a madman as he said more hurtful words to me which I tried my best to ignore.