Rogue Protocol Novels & Stories

“Soon.” *** The rogue park, as their pack was fondly called, is just as the name implies. They have been the outcasts of their packs, left to suffer a terrible end in the woods, but fate has managed to bring them together. Of them all, Kane was the largest, standing at 6’3 ft., and his wolf was the largest among them all and feral, so he naturally became the Alpha. To humans, they were known as rogue mafias, one of the deadliest underground movements in the United States, and they specialized in the sale of weapons and arms.

Aunt Clarissa. She smiled. “What a dramatic scene,” she said, her eyes on me. “Tears? How boring.” My fists clenched. “What do you want?” She totally ignored me and turned to Drake. “The Rogue Alpha is here,” she said, calm as anything. “He’s asked for her.” Drake frowned. “He is early.” Clarissa’s grin just got wider. “Del Morino. The infamous Rogue Alpha. He’s here. And he wants her.”

The rogue shakes its head and still doesn’t shift, whining, morosely, as it continues to cower. I follow the aqua thread that is connected to the rogue and quickly breech its mind. Me: ‘You need to shift back now, or I will be forced to kill you.’ Rogue: ‘How...' Me: ‘It’s one of my gifts. Now do as I said.’ Rogue: ‘I can’t shift. I am stuck this way.’ Me: ‘Why?’ Rogue: ‘I can’t tell you.’ Me: ‘You can’t, or you won’t?’

Even Silas seemed to deflate, the fight draining out of him under his leader’s withering disapproval. Rogue turned back to me. The glacial eyes held mine. "My apologies, Mr. Reynolds," he said, the words unexpected, delivered with a stark sincerity that threw me more than any threat. "For the… unwelcome reception. And for the threats made against you and your companion. They were unauthorized and unacceptable." He gave a slight, formal nod. "My name is Rogue. I lead the Eagle Brothers. You carved the Crown of Azura. That demands a certain… respect. And a conversation."

"Everything within 50 miles is my territory. Who would dare send you to an Alpha's house to steal?" The Rogue fumbled in his shirt with trembling hands and pulled out a small pouch. I opened it, and inside were several spirit stones of mediocre quality. These stones weren't top-grade, but they'd fetch decent money on the black market. To a Rogue, this was a fortune. "A woman made me do it!" The Rogue rushed to deflect blame. "She's from Blackrock Mine. The woman's legs are crippled, but she's pretty hot. She said she was the lady of this house and bad people had ruined her.

“Why don’t you stay with me, eh? I can get you into the pack, at least temporarily, until you get back on your feet. They don’t like rogues, but I can speak with the alpha.” “What’s a rogue?” I asked. “It’s a werewolf without a pack. They smell differently, almost unpleasant. I think they smell that way to warn packed werewolves away from them. Most rogues live in their wolf forms and become more and more feral and savage the longer they stay in that form, so they can be dangerous and unpredictable if you come across them.” “Do I smell like that?” I asked, sitting up and studying him. “Yes, but I’ve gotten used to your smell now. I almost don’t even notice it anymore.”

He turned back to me and said, “You can rest here until you are fully healed, and we will bring you to the rogue’s headquarter.” “Rogue’s headquarter?” I asked. Weren't rogues called rogues because they didn't have a pack? “Yes. Since you are a rogue now, I don't have a choice but to tell you that the rogues are actually in a pack under their Alpha - Alpha Colton,” he explained, and I was surprised by the information. There is an Alpha of rogues, and all rogues in this country are under him? Wow.. I had never heard of such a thing.

“We would no longer be rogues if we became an official pack. Isn’t that also one of the aims of the Rogue Integration System?" “The Rogue Integration System was implemented by the council to reduce by a large percentage the number of rogues in existence today. The key word there is ‘integration’ which means combining, unifying, or merging.” I broke it down for her. My two guys stayed silent to permit the debate between us two. Blayne was fighting his wolf who wanted to defend her as his face changed from anger to being passive.

he said, “is quite unique. The mate of the rogue alpha has been revealed to be in this pack through a prophecy. A wolf that is out of his element. This ritual will lead us to them. I froze slightly at that. Rogue alpha? How come a rogue wolf, one who is not a part of the pack, would be coupled with one of our pack? I was thinking a lot, yet maintained a cool expression. I could not allow my mind to show it, not here, not now.

We haven't had a rogue attack since the night George died and since then we have installed concrete walls around our borders with spikes on top to prevent another rogue attack. Our pack originated from rogues, so we aren't a pack to shun the rogues. Since our pack is known to take in rogues, we have certain protocols for when a rogue seeking sanctuary comes to us. The rogue would have to go to our entrance gates and let the guards know that they need to speak to the Alpha. The Alpha will grant access, but the rogue must be escorted to the Alpha's office. The Alpha will then use their command on the rogue to get a true story about how they became a rogue. We have had feral rogues come here, b