Rogue Protocol Novels & Stories

It's not like he remembered our past, right? “In the year 204, the head of humans and the Alpha King established a contract. It was to establish the unity of the two species. Because of that contract, humans and werewolves lived peacefully together without killing each other. However, despite the contract, there are still werewolves who don't obey the law. They are called rogues. Rogues are those who are banned or kicked in a pack. The pack will no longer have the responsibility to protect a werewolf once they become a rogue, which is why it will also be easy for the rogue hunters to hunt rogues.”

But I promised that I would take her to see her family. Javier drops his defensive stance, responding, “I’m sorry man, it’s just bizarre that you didn’t know..” He looks apologetic. Then explains. “And a Rogue is a wild stray wolf, basically. They don’t have any leader or pack, and most don’t want one. They cause chaos wherever they go and are vicious killers. Ripping people who get in their way to shreds literally! They stank too.” And lil Shawn exclaims, “Yeah, they smell like garbage truck juice!”

However, he pulled out a syringe and started to draw out some wolfsbane to insert into the rogue if we were not happy with his next statement. “Let’s try this again. What does it mean?” I ask again starting to lose my patience. The rogue nervously eyes the needle before saying, “It means they need her to perform some sort of ritual.”. “And?” I ask. “The ritual will ensure the Rogue King will continue on,” he says. “Who the hell is the Rogue King?” I ask him confused as hell. “Nobody knows who the Rogue King is. He gives the orders, but we never meet him. He connects with Kyle, who gives us our orders,” he replies.

Squinting my eyes, I tried to decipher the text. As I read the characters, I silently cursed. I was fluent in numerous languages, including Greek. And the words MADCREST PRIDE were tattooed on the man's neck in Greek characters. The Werewolf Council has given the go-ahead to pursue MADCREST PRIDE—a pack of rogues. Rogues are werewolves who have either been expelled from their pack or fled of their own free will. Being a lone wolf for an extended period of time without a pack drives them insane, but a hundred years ago, rouges discovered a means to extend their lives by forming their own pack. Due to the conflict between the initial leaders of the rogues and werewolves, which ultimately led t

I said. “A second deal?” Ruben asked. His face morphed into near excitement and for a blink I saw hunger. “Something like that.” I cleared my throat. “What do you want and what do you offer?” he asked bluntly. “I want Alpha Ragnar to give me something. But for it to work I need chaos—a bit of disorder that would make him understand why he needs me to have possession of what I want,” I said, trying not to give too many details. “So in other words, you want a second rogue attack?” Ruben asked.

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—”

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.

Every werewolf in this pack, their wolf is okay. But there are some wolves who aren't ok. Sometimes, they are rejected by their pack and kicked out. Over time, those wolves become rogues. A rogue is a wolf who has gone feral and lost their humanity. There is no saving a rogue wolf. Once rogue, they're deadly and dangerous. I guess you can think of it as a disease in a way. And in the end, it's a death sentence. Because eventually, they'll do something that will get them killed.

A voice said from the outside part of the dungeon that was dark. Ayra growled out “let me go, it was a mistake that I trespassed into your territory”. There was a slight chuckle “but my Alpha doesn't understand that, it's pack rules and we all have to obey them, all Rogues that have trespassed into the Moon Crest pack would face judgement and if found guilty would finally face death though I know that in your case it would be death as the Alpha has been feeling so cranky recently” his ominous tone made Ayracs breath to hitch in her chest.