Rouge The Bat X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Hasn’t he ever heard the saying, there’s no honor among thieves? Rogue and I smirk at his belligerent tone. “Yeah, it’s truly horrible when someone betrays your trust, isn’t it?” I jeer sarcastically. Rogue chuckles in reply. “Poor, Mario is Sebastian’s little bitch boy, patsy.” Sousa’s grimace comes out as more of a painful cry when Rogue begins to smash his ribs with a bat. The thumping and the cracking sound of the bat connecting with his stomach would be gruesome to a normal bystander but music to our ears.

All his attacks go in vain, which fuels his anger, and the more he loses his cool, the more he becomes a hideous monster. “YOU’RE GOING TO PAY FOR NOT GIVING IT BACK!” He kept shouting nonsense as he channeled foul energy and strengthened his body. He morphed into a human bat that almost looked like a huge, hideous bat. “BE CAREFUL, ROXANNE! THAT’S A FALLEN ROGUE ON ITS FALLEN FORM.” I heard Frizabelle's warning shout despite being far from where I was. She acted as a spectator. “I can already see that,” I mumbled to myself and dodged Marvin’s recklessness.

The Hunter. "Don't you look familiar?" he drawled as he got closer, his eyes as black as the night sky, only illuminated by the lights surrounding the bar. "We don't want any trouble." My voice was shaky as the man came closer and grabbed my arm and brought his face close to mine. "Mmm, that little dove from the diner, huh?" His tobacco breath was on me and my skin crawled with disgust as he pulled me to him. "You smell so good." "Who the hell are you?" Aurelia spat, but one of the other guys grabbed her she started kicking and hitting him.

She asked curiously. “You can say that,” he answered with a straight face. “Well… What about those men at your table? Are they part of the brotherhood?” “Why are you so curious about me?” The man turned to look at her coldly. “I just think that it’s rare to see someone with your looks in this field. That’s why I asked.” “Oh.” “What’s your name?” Xyla asked. “Five Batton.” When Xyla heard the name, she could not help but think about the Fifth Master she saw when Mary Sullivan was kicked out of the mall the other day.

The sound of his ribs shattering echoes within the hollow cavity. He whimpers at the excruciating torment and twists his body, trying to get out of the males hold. The twists just make the pain even worse. He gives up, too weak to move. The damage has been done and I know that the rogues notice my lack of fight. "Alright, that should do it", one of them says. I feel the male removing his grip, before dropping my wolf to the ground. My wolf whines in pain as the ground digs into his broken ribs. They snigger at my discomfort before leaving.

I had a new appreciation for, well, everything. At the end of the day after a shower I flopped down on my bed with a groan. The other greenhorns called over asking if I was going to join them at the bar but I just waved them off exhausted and unwilling to mingle. I couldn‘t drink yet anyway, not that I was inclined to. Seeing Wyatt drowned his sorrows when Bri had left didn’t make it seem as fun as I’d once thought. “Well if it isn’t a baby Rouge pup,” one of the greys taunted, he was a low man on the dominance scale, just looking to fit above somebody in any pecking order.

It’s very obvious I don’t have a shot of happiness with him, for all I can guess, he can be even worse than Alpha Boden. “I Morana Ledger, a Captivated Rogue member of this pack, propose a rejection to the fated bond between us.”

The same igniting feelings of possessiveness and madness raised when the thought of another wolf touching her entered his mind. Raymond's grip over the glass tightened at the possibility of that Rogue hugging her, touching her--- Fuck! He threw the glass on the floor burning in anger. He couldn't held the rage he felt before his loud growl called for his beta and the panicked man arrived shortly finding his Alpha pacing back and forth not looking really great. He frowned. "Alpha is everything alright?" Raymond didn't reply instead look at him with a glare startling the confused beta. "Ron I want you to send someone else to serve that Rogue next meal. Alice wouldn't go anymore." Ron felt a sl

I argued this time, voice lower, I walked close to him. “I'm not putting them on the line to try something that has a high probability of failing” “Enough of the talk, human, you started this, if only you stayed in your world” he added. Gesturing me to sit with him, I swallowed hard joining him, he glanced at me before picking up an old book or whatever it is. He flipped pages, his fist clenching on each flip, I saw old drawings of animals, some had full furs and red eyes.

She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typical rogue then I could see how that would be. No wonder pack leaders usually hated them. So much so that if an alpha or luna crossed paths with one, their first instinct would be to kill. I thought about what this meant for my mate, and how my mother would take it. Would my mother try to kill my mate? Of course, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.