Romans & histoires Rogue Romance

I couldn’t stop staring. The rogue camp was nothing like I expected. It wasn’t cold or strict like Bloodfang, where everyone feared making a single mistake. Here, everything was alive. Messy. Warm. Real. A group of wolves sat by a fire, laughing and passing a bottle around. Near another tent, two women sparred playfully, throwing punches and laughing without anger. Children ran between tents, shouting and chasing each other in a wild game of tag. Children. In a rogue camp.

I whisper as she wraps her arms around my neck. "You must be sure. I will not take kindly to any bad words after this encounter, so I ask again, are you sure?" I can't stop Romeo as he takes control to make sure she knows who she has invited into her home and her bed, or should I say her body. I am not as stable as Julian or Victoria. For some reason, I am closer to being a natural Rogue. A natural Rogue is one that is possibly mateless and therefore can't control their emotions. Lust, anger and bloodlust are the top three of the worst, it is why I need a release more often the Julian does. I smile as she nods again and I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me.

To bad he would not be able to help me escape, he must be loyal to his Alpha or he would be kicked out of the pack and end up turning rogue. Which meant no leader and other packs kill rogue on sight due to their lawlessness and no loyalty. They are like rodents eating your vegetables in the garden. No one liked rogues. Funny enough that is what I was, my brother and parents. We had to leave our pack behind because of Alpha Keeram, many packs feared him. Unfortunately mine was one of them, my Alpha Jake feared him so much so, that he was going to hand me over like a present. That's why we had no other choice but to go rogue and hide.

However, werewolves and lycans both shift at the age of eighteen. There is one main issue with werewolves that my parents made sure I understood from a young age. Werewolves that live in packs absolutely detest rogue wolves. I do not blame them. There is good reasoning for hating rogues. Rogues usually go insane from the solitude and, more often than not, end up attacking and killing innocent wolves. The group of wolves that killed my parents were rogues. Since then, I have made a habit of going rogue hunting. I take a break from my work and hunt down and kill rogues that have gone insane.

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".

Untamed. Just like him. I can see a certain kind of wildness in his eyes, and I know instantly that he is a Rogue. He has an edge to him, a wild, dangerous, unpredictable edge. As he stares back at me I notice a moment of confusion. It's like he realized it, too, at the same moment, that maybe…I am his mate. The connection is undeniable. But he quickly shakes it off and gives me a confused look. "Are you a spy?" he asks. "Did they send you to find me?"

“And of course, you don’t want to mark me because you don’t want to take your throne back.” “I don’t know what I want to do yet. I have no support. No army. It’s not that easy.” “What about these rogues Monty spoke about? What is a rogue anyway?” “A rogue is a packless wolf. It’s not that easy. Rogues aren’t warriors. By the time I have them trained and ready for a war, Caspian would know and we’d all be dead. Well, not you and me…we’d only wish we were dead.”

the first rogue growled, and the second rogue grabbed my lingerie and tore it from my body, leaving me in my panties “No please don’t do this…aah”I screamed as the first rogue lifted me up and threw me on the bed right on top of the blanket I had laid out for me and Larry “’no, please, stop” I screamed, and kicked trying to get away from them. They held me down, pinned my arms and legs, spread me across the bed, I whimpered, shaking my head, and crying my eyes out, I can’t believe this is happening to me, why did Larry hire rogues to kill me? All I ever did was love him, tonight was supposed to be our matting ceremony the rogues ran their filthy hands down my body squeezing my breasts, as th

And rejecting her wasn't just enough he also insulted her in front of beta and his parents. Ron never liked that Hellen woman. She might have became the Luna but he never liked her. She was just not enough good to be a Luna for such a big pack. Ron took a seat on the bench waiting for the full moon. It was after two days and he was still kind of worried. He asked Alpha to end the Rogue but he decided to sacrifice him. Ron wasn't in the favor of his decision but couldn't say anything against him. He was an alpha after all. He just wished for the full moon to arrive and end this tension for once and all. The Rogue will be sacrificed and Alpha will mark Hellen, freeing Alice. After that everyth

Dad asked with a raised eyebrow, all of their eyes were trained on me. "She was tired, resting" I sighed, running my hand through my hair. "You already fucked her? " Ace asked, getting a glare from me. "That's none of your damned business asshole!" I growled. "Then why is she tired?" Avery asked, leaning on the table lazily. "She was a rogue!" I sighed. "What? Did you accept a rogue as your mate? With no questioning?" Dad asked in disbelief, he knows how much I loathe rogues, I hate wasting my time questioning them, What am I going to do to hear their stories after they harmed my pack members?