Novel & Cerita Rogue Titan Fanfiction

I said. “So what if Rowen has his way with her, without you there? I mean you have to have thought about it, right? That’s most likely going to happen, eventually…” Titan said. “Well duh. But it’s fine because she will always come back to me. She’s not choosing him over me. She’s just choosing his body temporarily, or hell, even permanently. It doesn’t matter, she is still mine.” I explained. “If you say so, man. All I know is I'm gonna enjoy it while I can.” Titan howled. I shook my head, my Wolf was crazy but he made valid points. Valid for anyone who wasn’t me.

He smirks at me “I don’t understand why this is such a big deal.” I roll my eyes at him as we run toward another group of rogues coming from the back of the pack house. Although, Titan is jumping for joy at the thought of being close to her again, he’s also bristling at the thought of her being in the fight. Even though he knows as well as I do we stand a better chance with her fighting alongside us. “Because in the last few days you have shown more interest in one girl than you have in your whole time at training, where girls throw themselves in your way regularly.” He says punching a rogue and then snapping his neck easily.

I say in a mind link to Alpha King Rian. I know, Euan just linked me. We can’t spare warriors right now Killian. There are too many rogues on this border. He says, his voice strangled with emotion. Titan lets out a whimper as he starts slicing through the rogues that come at him, taking out his frustration and anger on these mangy little fucks. Our pup better be okay after all of this. If not, I will make everyone’s life a living hell until she is healed. You won’t be the only one giving hell, mutt.

Damon has grown up with her, though he cares for her because she was his pack member but that didn't mean she would cross her limits. He didn't know when she changed so much. It was all fine until she started looking at him in a weird way. Everything changed when their pack was taken from them. He became stronger, gathered all his men and kept the pack together. Being a rogue wasn't easy and as he was late Alpha's only son. It was his duty to protect his people. As a rogue he has to battle against many other rogues and small packs. He became ruthless, cold, merciless. He became the lone King of the rogues.

It works on simpleton rogues, but to deal with rogues like Titus, not only a powerful body but a stronger mind and composition of the brain are needed. Seeing him fighting like this, I knew Titus was going to win anyway, but the chances that they would actually allow an outsider rogue to take away the girl were very slim. I am sure they will protest and might attack Titus all at once. That would be the time when he would be needing my help, and seeing how there are probably hundreds of the rogues, there is no way the two of us will be able to handle them without getting harmed in the process.

Such betrayal, but what would you expect from a rogue. Never trust a rogue.

I also didn't think he was asking me to leave but I didn't feel the need to say that. "What do you want me to do?" I asked, regaining my voice. As if he and Mary could communicate through their bond. I watched as he turned to her and she nodded. Then he returned his focus to me. "I deserted our pack because of my brother. If he finds out that I am here, he would want a fight and Alpha Arnold can't protect me because I am technically a rogue..." He explained. "...ermm since you are friends, can you help me speak to him? Can he like —take me into his pack or something?"

They didn't run; they blurred through the undergrowth, their silver lines glowing under their skin as they locked onto the scent of blood and jasmine. --- Meanwhile, Inside the cave, the Rogue Alpha’s teeth were centimeters from Ayla’s skin when a sound reached him - a sound like the earth itself being torn apart. It was the roar of a King who had found her scent. Ayla looked toward the entrance of the cave, her ember-red light flickering back to life. She didn't have her flute, and she didn't have her voice, but she had a Truth that was finally clear. The Titan was coming. And he wasn't bringing mercy.

The rogue lunged, but I didn’t give him a chance to strike. I collided with him at full speed, the force of the impact sending us both tumbling. My jaws snapped around his neck, and I clamped down, the taste of blood filling my mouth. Titan was in control now, his fury unrelenting. The rogue struggled, claws raking against my sides, but I didn’t let go. End this! Titan snarled, his voice thunderous. The rogue’s thrashing slowed, then stopped altogether as his life drained away. Only when he went limp did I release him, his body falling lifelessly to the ground.

And they were all from White Wood Aster Pack, my Pack. My eyes twitched as he walked past the broken wooden chairs till he reached my side with a devilish smile. He touched my cheeks and my breaths hung in my throat. He pulled down the cloth holding my tongue, “Sebastian!” I gasped, “Autumn,” he chuckled dryly. “What is the meaning of this?!” I growled. “You’re a rogue, this is how one should be treated.” He blurted disgustingly. My palms curled into a fist. He was the Alpha’s son and once upon a time, he used to be my crush. Well that was until the tsunami came.