Rogue Werewolf Novels & Stories

But he would not be able to overpower a real Alpha wolf in one to one fight. 9) What will harm werewolf? Wolfbane (extract from a plant) is lethal to werewolves. And Silver will affect their nervous system and affect their speed of healing & shifting abilities. 10) Who are the rogues? Rogues are basically the werewolves who were not part of any pack. They either left the pack on their will or banished by the Alpha of the pack as punishment for a crime. Usually, werewolves were very much attached to the pack. The common reason for the wolf leaving the pack on their will is either by rejection or death of the mate. The mad wolf part will overtake the human body and will try to harm everyone to

he spat, his voice dripping with venom. I met his gaze, my eyes unwavering. "Because, as wolves, we are bound by the same instinct to protect our pack. We may be from different packs, but we are united by the bond of our kind. Let us prove our intentions." With a nod of acceptance, the rogue allowed us to approach the injured wolf. My heart ached at the sight of his wounds, but I focused on maintaining a calm and soothing presence. "We'll take care of him," I assured the rogue, who reluctantly stepped away, still poised to defend his pack if necessary.

but the wolf snarled menacingly at her and she paused. "You're not happy, '' Lara said, shaking her head and shouting, "No! No! You should be happy because I am doing this for you! For us! I even approach these rogues!" Rogues? If I remembered correctly, rogues are werewolves who have either been expelled from their pack or fled of their own free will. And being a lone wolf for an extended period of time without a pack drives them insane. And to think Lara approaches them. This woman was insane!

Seven threateningly huge Rogues had walked into the camp and they were walking straight to my warriors. They looked like the seven Rogue leaders I had described before and they radiated strength with their every stride. But they didn’t scare me. Size didn’t matter in the Werewolf games. I looked back at the Chicken Rogue and he was still smiling. “Look.” He directed my gaze back to the seven muscly Rogues. Two of my warriors were dashing towards the Rogues now but then one of the Rogues caught them and within some dreadful seconds, my warriors were thrown stiffly to the ground, blood-stained, bones fractured and maimed.

’ Some of the wolves growled as they charged at the rogues. For the werewolves present, it was a beautiful show of superior strength. Although the rogues fought with brute strength thanks to Mary’s spell boost, they were no match for the pack’s trained warriors and assassins. The pack wolves fought with skill and finesse, making their alpha and all gathered proud. When one rogue charged towards where Deloris, Ryan, and the high priest stood, the high priestess quickly pointed her wand at it, instantly turning the angry wolf into a cockroach. “Seriously?” Deloris couldn’t stifle her laughter.

"A rogue werewolf attacked me." Rogue werewolves are werewolves that were thrown out by their packs and kingdom. They are untamed, does not follow any kind's rules, and hunts anyone they want. They do harm to others without any vital reason. Demitri suddenly looked critical. "And? What happened?" "I... I don't know. I don't remember anything after I was slammed on the wall," I lied.

I screamed in the night, the pain stinging deep. As I kept running, U saw it. An old, moss-covered stone marker. Words were carved into it, words we were taught to fear from childhood. ROGUE TERRITORY - ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK Behind me, the howls were getting closer and closer. I could hear the crunch of leaves under heavy they're heavy paws as they matched on it. I looked at the marker. Going forward was a death sentence. Rogues were savage, wild things. They killed pack wolves on sight.

"Can't I? You're standing on neutral territory, about to threaten the Rogue King over a girl your pack rejected. How do you think that's going to play out?" The wolves shifted uneasily. They knew as well as I did that they were outmatched. My territory might be labeled "rogue land," but I had more fighters than most established packs. And unlike pack wolves who played by Council rules, my wolves fought dirty. "Tell your Alpha," I continued, my voice dropping to something dangerous, "that if he wants her back, he can come ask me himself. If he has the balls." Garrett's face flushed with rage. "This is an act of war."

that could be their weapon, power to dominate. “That is what other werewolves believe,” he threw light on me when he said that, of course, like humans, we have different beliefs. But, for a werewolf to say this, for the creature who killed my mother to say this? “I don’t know what you’re getting at but I loathe your kind,” I calmly said. “Too fearless of you to say that.” He calmly stepped back. My eyes widened when he shifted into a werewolf, his eyes remained the same but he became huge and his fur is a mix of grey and silver which I haven’t seen before. Due to my instinct, even without weapons, I used my fighting stance in case he attacks.

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.