Rogue Protocol Mga Nobela at Kwento

Chapter 13. Darren's POV. I was pissed that I got interrupted by my nephew, and it was for a matter I didn't want to talk about and wasn't ready yet. They all wanted to talk about Laura, and her status as a rogue, the rules I made years ago, came hit me in the gut, I remembered saying there would be no exemption of any kind when dealing with rogues, yet I had a rogue mate and word passed around that I've been keeping a rogue without doing anything.

Flora’s P.O.V I wrapped a bandage around Clay’s abdomen, careful not to tighten the cloth too much so his wounds could heal on their own. I was slowly starting to realize that being a rogue didn’t only mean mental instability, but there were certain physical drawbacks as well. Rogues didn’t heal as fast as any normal wolf would and they also became highly aggressive when injured. Even now, Clay was gritting his teeth together to stop himself from lashing out. I wasn’t worried though. Clay had always had iron control whenever he was with me, but what I was worried about, wasn’t his physical but mental state.

Brax took a deep breath, trying to figure out a way not to lie to Adira and give her some form of information without giving away knowledge she shouldn’t have yet. “It’s complicated. There is a lot going on in the world outside of the warehouse, especially for people like us. We go on ‘missions’ to gain supplies, to check common hideouts for rogues, that kind of thing. It’s dangerous out there alone. Especially right now.” “But why-” “Adira,” Brax cut her off, “That’s all I can tell you right now. I’m sorry.”

Claire gave me a once over before she nodded her head again. “My parents were both lycans,” I continued. “They never joined a pack before they died, so I never joined one. This means that to any other werewolf, I am a rogue. After my parents died, I hid away from the world to protect myself. I have lived a very private life for a reason. If pack wolves find out that I am a rogue, they will most likely lock me up in a dungeon, if they don’t kill me first. I don’t want the company to be left without proper management because I am unable to properly do my job,” I finished and took a deep breath. Claire did not freak out as I had expected. She calmly regarded me for some time before finally spea

Back at the meeting… "Are you serious? Is this the only solution you can come up with?" questioned Alpha Blake. "Do you people even understand what you are asking?" "We do, and believe this is the best option for now," answered Bryan solemnly. "Never! I will never open my pack to the rouges. This is the most ridiculous suggestion ever given," Alpha Storm argued. "Allowing two rogues in the midst of our packs, we risk everything. I can't believe your audacity. You may very well suggest; we hand over all our pack secrets to you."

Alpha Naren did not rest until the perpetrators were hunted down, disemboweled, and hung from trees near Rialto Rogue Village. However, Rogues, despite the inference of the name, are nothing more than displaced Werewolves. Most rogues are peaceful and wanted nothing more than to carry on with their lives. Rialto Village was an encampment of such Rogues. The Village was allowed to exist because of an Interpack treaty. The treaty will enable them to settle on the land peacefully, as long as aggressive and destructive Rogues are exiled.

Lucas was on the roof of the tallest house in this abandoned town, giving us a count of how many rogues he could see in the distance. “They're in their wolf form,” Lucas murmured through our comms. “There’s about sixty of them, crawling in packs from every corner.” None of us is surprised that these rogues are attacking in packs. They are called rogues for a reason. Their kind were meant to roam this world alone, but that changed over time. Rogues are moving in packs now; they've developed communication skills that I still won’t understand. But Lia and Serena seemed to know a lot about rogues. I should look into this more now that Lia said my father is aiming to be a rogue alpha.

"Rogues tend to have military or combat experience—that's how they survived alone. And they're used to operating without pack structure, which makes them more flexible in tactical situations." "Doc, can you reach out to your rogue network?" I ask. His voice comes through the comm system. "Already on it. But I should warn you—rogues are unpredictable. They might fight with us or turn on us depending on how things go." "That's a risk we have to take." Jolie straightens her shoulders. "We need numbers. If rogues give us that, we work with them." "I'll put out the call." Doc agrees. "But it'll take time to gather them. Maybe twenty-four hours before we start seeing responses."

That was when Alyssia and Kristen decided to ask their own questions. "Okay, I didn't ask anything because everything seemed serious. "She turned to Nacen "What or who are rogues.?" "I knew you would like to know. Rogue are werewolves who have gone bad. They only think about killing and bad things. In short, they are bad news." He stated "and these rogue wolves have captured my cousin and his parents. We have to rescue them before its too late. My mother won't let me rest if she finds out that I did nothing to save her brother's family".

Perhaps your rogue is still out there somewhere, waiting to be discovered. END OF BOOK EIGHT