Rogue System Novels & Stories

Unlike my mother, his eyes were dry. "This is a mistake," he said simply. "Maybe." "The Rogue King will use you." "Like Dalton did?" He flinched. "That's different." "How?" "Dalton loved you, in his way. The Rogue King isn't capable of love." "Good. Love seems overrated anyway." I tried to pass, but he blocked me. "If you leave, you can never come back." "I know." "The Alpha will declare you rogue. Every pack in the territory will be your enemy."

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

Its Rowena, I don’t think a princess is ever going to be a sacrifice. Silence followed after I had said that,but I felt his tension ease. I looked at him in a way he wouldn’t know, I wanted to take all his features, his looks and the way he looked at me when I wasn’t starring. Why do they call you the rogue Alpha , I found myself asking. When I asked that question it seemed to get his attention because he looked at me. I don’t go with their rules princess and I don’t worship their stupid moon goddess who abandoned my people when your people turned against us or because I protected my people with my own power.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

Every other Alpha had been left with no choice but to torture me in order to obtain the information they wanted, but that usually took them at least a month to get anything from me which they could actually use. I had a pretty high pain threshold and could easily go for weeks before anything actually effected my body. I just gave them what they wanted after a month in return they gave me what I needed, which was their full support when the time came. "Why are you rogue?" Jayson asked me. "My pack were slaughtered when I was eighteen. I was happy, just living my life with my family, but that was all taken away from me in one night..." I paused as I brought my head up so that I was looking at

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

They were rogues. Rogues are wolves who don’t belong to any pack. They have no Alpha, no laws, and no training. Most times, rogues are dangerous. They live in the wild and fight to survive. They don’t know peace or order and some of them go crazy over time because they don’t have a pack bond to keep them stable. These ones in front of me, from the way they looked, they looked like they had lost their minds a long time ago. I stepped back slowly, pulling Seraya behind me. My hand gripped her wrist tightly as we both moved back together.

The werewolf system is not stable yet, and the peace treaty with the rogues is still shaky. "We all know you are the only one keeping the Rogue Alpha from restarting the war and if you are gone, nothing would stop him and his wolves from waging war against the other wolves. The packs are not ready to stand without you, Alpha. "The Luna is your mate but you have an entire community of wolves depending on you for peace and stability. "Yes, the administrative system might look flawless but that is because it has glue holding it together. What happens once that glue falls off? It will crumble and fall."

I need to baby that leg, if I get pushed on it it will give out again and I am at risk if two rogues are over me when fighting. As I continue moving back and forth waiting for them to make the first move, the first rogue runs at me swiping at my front paw. He catches it tearing the skin. As he flies by I catch his neck and slam him to the ground. As the other rogue jumps again on my back, I finish the first rogue off by clawing his stomach; his intestines pour out. He can’t survive that attack and is quickly dying.

I turn around and survey the battlefield and I see six rogues attacking Conrad at once four from the front and three from behind and he's strong because of his Alpha blood but he still has his limits the most he could fight at once is four, so I rush towards Conrad and intercept the three that are attacking from behind. The first rogue launches onto my back while the second one bites my leg causing me to yelp in pain and the third one tries to bite my neck, but I shake of the rogue on my back and slash my claws on the face of the second rogue then I jump out of the way of the third rouge. After that I dig my claws into the first rogue's face and slash out one of its eyes then I slash my claw