Season 2 Aesthetica Of A Rogue Hero Novels & Stories

I hope you all will be patient for my return. And I hope to win back everyone's trust once more because of the frequent disappointment which I'm really sorry for. **What would Season 2 be all about? Ok so season 2 would mostly consist of Ares' POV as we would dive deeper into his past, his childhood and who he was before he became Alpha. Just as Season 1 focused on Alora and her past, Season 2 would focus on Ares and his past. I know a lot of people have questions concerning Ares and it would all come to light in Season 2.

Oscar’s POV The night air was thick with frost and tension, each breath burning in his lungs as Solstice stirred beneath him, muscles coiling like steel springs. The rogues were already moving with the cunning of desperation, slipping through shadows, teeth bared, eyes glowing with intelligence and malice. The first wave surged suddenly, teeth flashing in the moonlight, claws scraping the frozen earth, and Oscar felt Solstice tighten, senses erupting into a symphony of awareness that far outstripped human comprehension. Every shift of weight, every subtle ripple of muscle in the rogues was immediately registered, every potential strike calculated before it even occurred. He lunged, twisting

Diane replied. I could perceive the sadness in her tone. Diane is a Gamma werewolf and she's yet to shift into her wolf form although she will be clocking 17 in a few months. She refers to herself as a mini-werewolf and sometimes a pup because her primal instincts are still very much underdeveloped.

To patients. A young warrior, his arm bandaged thickly, stiffened when he saw me. I knelt beside his bed without hesitation. “You fought bravely,” I told him. “But bravery doesn’t mean you heal alone.” His eyes filled, and he nodded. Rogue recently attacked the Red moon pack. He is one of the warriors that fight. By the time I left, exhaustion settled deep into my bones, but it was the satisfying kind. The kind that came from purpose. Damon, the warrior assigned by the elders to accompany me, remained quiet as we returned to the palace. He observed everything, reporting nothing aloud. A watcher. A judge.

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

Her expressive brown eyes were filled with uncertainty and nerves. "Greyson," I introduced as I pulled back, giving her some space. She seemed as lost in me as I was in her, but there was something about her and how uneasy she was that had me assuming she was inexperienced… innocent. I felt like I had just won something as I came to that realization because whether it was today or a year from now, I would be the only one tasting and pleasuring her. "You're the Rogue Alpha," Sloane said, sounding strong, but I could feel her trembling under my hand on her hip. I wondered if she would have let me get this close to her if she had seen me only minutes ago, covered in blood.

It shined brightly like glimmering pearls beaded together. So she did what was best for her, the sharp moon dagger aimed above from her dainty fingers ripped the fiber before it could intertwine completely. She twirled her fingers, selecting the most corrupted of thread- red which represented the wolves fated to be mateless and attached it with one ripped piece- the girl's soul. She gave the newborn a devastating future filled with pain and anguish but could she. A tinge of pain erupted in a corner of her heart....can Selene see the girl suffering? She didn't knew herself.

Artemis immediately gets into a defensive stance just before the first rogue appears. The rogue leader shifts. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? A pretty little rogue she-wolf all by her alone, with no one to keep the little girl company. Maybe we can help that boys.” He says while laughing. The other rogues laugh along with him. I shift back and quickly put on my shirt and shorts. Looking at the rogue, I give him a disgusted look. “I am perfectly fine by myself, and i definitely don’t need you making sure I’m not by myself. Now leave me alone before I kick your ass” I reply snarkly.