Novel & Cerita Rogue System

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

Midi stumbled with a low whine as she bled from her belly but she shook off her fur like doing that would shake off the pain. That was another dangerous thing about rogues, They didn’t know when to stop, and they usually wouldn’t unless they’re dead. A rogue could have their guts out, and be five minutes from death but still be fighting like they were in perfect health. They could be that irrational, which is why, even with the fatal blow I gave to her, she still came after me. And why even as I had done that move, she still lunged for me in the same way instead of changing tactics. I got down low to do the same move on her again, but I saw the claw she had been aiming at me from her hind le

“The rogue we managed to capture said something similar.” Sal's eyes went wide. “You guys captured a rogue? That's sick!” A moment of excitement crossed her gaze before she went serious and cleared her throat. “Okay so back to what I was saying, the rogues are essentially mercenaries sent here by someone from another pack. There was a man in charge of these mercenaries, he goes by the name Grog—” “Grog?” Kaiden said, looking pointedly at Bradford, who also had a similar look of surprise on his face.

Daniel, however, didn't hear the explanation I gave Alpha Michael, so he still seems happy with my simple explanation for now. I look over at Alpha Michael and he nods his head, letting me know that he had seen the rogues too. I then let out a short soft huff and then start to take slow steps. I felt the moment we entered rogue territory; we have to be careful. When on our territories we can attack, kill or capture any rogue that passes that boundary with no repercussions however as soon as we step over that boundary and into their territory we have to wait for them to attack first then we are able to defend ourselves.

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.

I’ll bid my time, waiting Just as the python does, Patient and calculating The prey knows that trouble lurks Oblivious to where it is coming But one thing is sure, No one will see me approaching -PenaciousShewa The Rogue Territory is what we can call the opposite universe of the Conscientious Territory. Although both territories are structurally, industrially, and economically developed, there is one distinct factor, and that is the way their governments are run. While the Conscientious Pack is ruled by the Alpha quite alright, theirs is a federal system of government, and every unit has a say. We can see this in two instances.

And five of our wolves behind him. Great. I stare at him. “You brought a parade.” He grimaces. “I tried not to.” “You failed.” “They didn’t give me a choice.” The wolves behind him look tense but respectful. Heads slightly bowed. Eyes sharp. I step back and let them in. The room feels smaller instantly. “What is this,” I ask. Jason rubs the back of his neck. “Intervention?” I glare. One of the senior wolves, Marta, steps forward. She’s older. Gray at the temples. Strong as hell.

He sure had his work cut out for him. Any one being a Rogue or a renegade was despised in the werewolf community. There was not much difference between the two terms. The High council branded all those who do not adhere to the laws of the werewolf community as Rogues. It included wolves who got kicked out from their packs or those who decided to leave them on their accords. Renegade, on the other hand, were rogues who like to hurt, use their abilities to kill mindlessly. Ryan happened to be elated when he first spotted his mate, but got frustrated beyond reason when he could not find her for a year. But when he did, it was to find she was the one thing that he despised the most. All his thou

By the time I realized that he might be going toward the wrong way, he was already too far gone and there was nothing I could do to stop him at that time since I did not have a better active plan. Okay here is the thing, among the vile creatures that you do not want to cross, rouges topped my list. Apart from being just animals with no human instinct, they were wild and could do anything to get what they wanted. We fight to win and if we don't, we retreat and try again next time. Rogues have no "next time" in their dictionary. They fight until the last animal stands and would do all they can to win. They are wild, rough, and with the first instinct to just "kill".

Every werewolf in this pack, their wolf is okay. But there are some wolves who aren't ok. Sometimes, they are rejected by their pack and kicked out. Over time, those wolves become rogues. A rogue is a wolf who has gone feral and lost their humanity. There is no saving a rogue wolf. Once rogue, they're deadly and dangerous. I guess you can think of it as a disease in a way. And in the end, it's a death sentence. Because eventually, they'll do something that will get them killed.