Rogue Remy の小説・ストーリー

"What's going on, Remi?" "On the day of the launch, a game came out one hour before ours. The core code was precisely the same as the last changes I made. We canceled the livestream to avoid being accused of copying." Remi looked at their faces calmly. "I've been keeping an eye on this fake. Sometimes their bug solutions are quick, sometimes they're slow, and a lot of the time they're wrong. They don't completely understand the game. But a quick fix every now and then shows that someone knows the basics well.”

I am twenty years old, and I have been a rogue my whole life. I don't know who my parents are. I don't know if they are dead or alive or if they ever wanted me. I don't know anything about where I came from. All I know is that I have been on my own since before I can remember, stealing and lying and fighting just to stay alive. That is what rogues do. We do the dirty work. The illegal work. The work that packs do not want to admit needs doing. In return, we get money, food. A chance to see another day.

Remy was not only an Eternal, but he was also a staff member sent here by the Central Sacred Continent. In Marlee’s opinion, he was a big shot. If she offended him, she would not be able to do anything if he said there was a problem with the merchant ship and forbade them from entering the wormhole. Such was Remy’s authority. “I wonder why you’re here, Master Remy. I didn’t make any preparations. Please forgive me, Master Remy,” Marlee said respectfully to Remy who was sitting opposite her. “Miss Jung, you’re too kind. I was just strolling around and saw your merchant ship. I came up on a whim. I hope I didn’t disturb you,” Remy also said politely.

“We already have Tyron as the next Gamma,” “Let’s see what King can do first; if he can do anything. Rogue is a good fighter, smart and quick and he has strength. I don’t think he was born to be a rogue, more like a Beta. His wolf is almost as big as yours.” I hadn’t decided where Rogue would fit in, but I hated to waste his talents and give him a warrior position. Unfortunately, his lack of speech was a hindrance, despite his skills. It was ok to mind-link but he needed a voice if he was going to communicate with Pack Alphas or other kingdoms.

I put what I am doing to the side and gestured for him to take a seat. "Owen, I need to talk to you about something. I do not want you to take offense, but it's about rogues." I nod. Rogues often give packs trouble; somehow, I am an exception. Probably because I attempt to communicate with the wolf packs and live on neutral territory, it probably also helps that they come to my club. "I am not sure what help I can be," I don't associate with many wolves, other than those who work or are members of the club.

The rest of the evening was more casual. We all hung out and got to know each other a little better. The two other rogues present were Darius and Paula. Darius has been a rogue for 5 months, but he’s been here for about two weeks now, and he’s almost ready to join the pack. Paula is newer like me. She’s only been a rogue for 3 months, and she got here 8 days ago, but she already seems pretty comfortable.

I say looking at Remy. "What body?" The rogue says curiously. "Alpha Smith's of course. You want proof of this failed attack I'll show you." I say letting go of his hair and sitting back down across from him. He watches me skeptically. Remy comes back into the room and tosses a body at our feet. "Go ahead. Take a look " I say kicking the body with my foot so you can see his bloating face. The rogue looks down skeptically when his eyes make contact with the body they widen with shock slowly turning to rage. "I can't believe it." He whispers disbelief clear in his voice. "The bastard lied to us all." He continues ranting angrily. "Who's the bastard?" I ask him hoping he will cooperate now. "I'

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

Not after what had happened. Mom had also called a couple times. I remembered why I had gone to the woods in the first place; our fight. Well, she had wanted me to settle down, she’d gotten her wish now. Ironically, my mate was a rogue, a werewolf's pack's natural enemy. I noticed the men on the ground and remembered what had happened. She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her.