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Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de

Robert smirked, he faced Roger and said. "I don't just want your 2022 BMW K 1600 GTL Black Storm Metallic bike, I want three days off from the races but you'll still send my payment for each racing night with an increase," Robert said, "Is that all? Then deal." Roger quickly accepted, he knew he was going to win the race because before he became the boss's representative, he was once a champion. Robert left him to go meet Ruth, "I have something to tell you but don't get angry and trust me, please." Robert said, Ruth looked at him suspiciously, her eyes squinted.

“You really believe that a small trinket will deter him?” “No.” I replied. “It will weaken him though. And that's enough.” “But The Seal can't—” “Would you help me or not?” I cut him off. Kray took a slow nod. “Alright. We will assist you. But don't count on friendship.” “ I don't want friendships.” I remarked icily. “I need results.” I ran into the rogue alpha once more in my lair. He's all set, I declared. “You’ll be at Del Morino's pack tonight. “

Even though I hate to think it, the only reason that I know can make my mother cry if my dad is not dead is if he has been captured by rogues. Rogues are criminals. Unscrupulous beings. Angry and vengeful werewolves that have declared themselves independent from all laws. They attack packs to plunder, leaving maimed and murdered victims in their wake. And when they kidnap, they torture before asking their victim's family for ransom. I shudder with fear at the thought of my daddy in those animals' captivity. I doubt if he would survive two days. "Oh no! No! No! No!..." I find myself muttering to myself as I cry. "That is not the situation. You have to stay positive..."

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I didn't mean to be rude but interrupting your special day and staining the dress of your beautiful bride. It's just that it's been a while since I saw you. Jackson Will Smith. The bravest and fastest. They've praised you rather frequently for being known as a rogue that made his own pack. You're notorious to us, just as we're to you." He asked with a scornful look. He shifted his gaze to mine and smiled ruefully.

“I wouldn’t say that with such confidence. The requests he makes, the prices he sets, they tend to be pretty… personal.” “Personal? How so?” Braxton nodded, “To get into the pack, he made a rogue omega Kiara hand over a pendant necklace which belonged to her mother. It was the last thing she had to remember her dead parents by and Camden took it from her like it meant nothing. It was just some kind of twisted trophy and the rest of us were left having to help look after a distraught and grieving eleven year old little girl.” Adira hated to admit it, but that was much worse than what she had been expecting and she couldn’t help but wonder what Camden might ask of her in exchange for his help.

Her instincts screamed, feet backing away slowly, breath catching in her throat. One lunged. She screamed—and then suddenly— A blur of black fur crashed into the attacker mid-air. A massive black wolf with silver eyes, twice the size of the others, snarled with a guttural sound that shook the air. From the distance, golden eyes watched from the rooftop. The rogue Alpha. His fists were clenched. His chest rose and fell in frustration. He was going to save her. But he was too late. That bastard beat him to it.

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.

Avri clicked on the blue-colored mob link. A mob boss by the name of Ramirez appeared on the screen, and she read the report. Ramirez was noted for making deals with criminals on the run who wanted or needed to make a lot of money in a short amount of time. Using force and blackmail to get investors' money in real estate was one of his specialties.

"Now I want you to really think about what you are going to do, because that was my last warning. I will not tolerate your insolence. Do you want him to die?" I shake my head, my voice low and broken. "Please don't hurt him, I'll obey." he runs his fingers down the side of my face gently, wiping away the tears. "That's a good girl, if you eat this porridge I have bright, I'll unchain you. How about that?" "who are you?" I whisper, looking into his green eyes. he smells like a rogue, but also not like a rogue. It was confusing. "I'm Drax stone. The leader of the rogues, their alpha as some say." He says with pride, "I have allowed myself to build the biggest army that any pack has even seen w