Shadow And Rouge Novels & Stories

Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself. "You can't exactly judge," I replied as I pointed to the guy. "He was part of Moon Shadow prior to their downfall. He just hasn't been fully accepted into the pack," Luca said. I could see his fists clenched at his side and I could hear the way in which he was controlling his breathing which only served to make me smile to myself.

We can see through the darkness luckily because so can Bane and his men apparently and they advance as soon as the fog covers the whole area. ‘Now Tristan.’ I mindlink our Beta, and he howls from somewhere to my left. Shadow rubs his head against Dawn, and she reciprocates his affection before the first rogue is over us. Shadow takes him down without a hitch, tearing his throat out. Another rogue comes at us and Dawn makes short progress, killing him as well, throwing his body into an advancing Bane.

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

But those rogue wolves were not easily deterred, their hunger for blood and violence evident in their relentless advance. As my eyes darted anxiously between Louie and the approaching rogues, something strange caught my attention next to Archie. From the shadows of trees, a black wolf emerged suddenly. Its entire form was as dark as night, like a living shadow that seemed to dim the moonlight around it. The shadow wolf moved with eerie silence, taking advantage of Louie's distraction to launch a surprise attack, its mouth aimed straight for his vulnerable neck.

Aurelia’s POV The moon hung low over the bushes, casting elongated shadows that twisted like specters across the blood-soaked ground. My heart pounded in my ears, a frantic drumbeat echoing the chaos we’d just clawed through. Bodies littered the underbrush—rogues groaning in defeat, their forms broken and frozen from Rune’s icy onslaught. The air reeked of blood and earth, thick enough to choke on. Malik stood there, a hulking silhouette with his bald head gleaming under the pale light, his golden eyes locked on Solana like a predator sizing up prey. The remaining rogues formed a loose circle around them, their breaths ragged, waiting for the signal to pounce or flee.

They also glowed faint amber, like molten sunlight. The rogue in front of me froze. "Impossible..." it rasped. "A red wolf—" It never got to finish when a blur of movement slammed into it from the side, sending the rogue skidding across the ground. I was stunned. It was another shadow. Could it be Tyler? Or anyone else?

The battlefield was a storm of shadow and fury, the rogue leader’s ritual unleashing chaos that rippled across the land. Shadows crawled like living things, reaching for anything and anyone with malicious intent. The ancient shadow the rogue leader had summoned towered above, its form barely contained by the crumbling fabric of reality. Every instinct in me screamed that we were running out of time.

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve

To bad he would not be able to help me escape, he must be loyal to his Alpha or he would be kicked out of the pack and end up turning rogue. Which meant no leader and other packs kill rogue on sight due to their lawlessness and no loyalty. They are like rodents eating your vegetables in the garden. No one liked rogues. Funny enough that is what I was, my brother and parents. We had to leave our pack behind because of Alpha Keeram, many packs feared him. Unfortunately mine was one of them, my Alpha Jake feared him so much so, that he was going to hand me over like a present. That's why we had no other choice but to go rogue and hide.

When we return, I promise to make everything right. Stripped of my wolf, I stood no chance against Malcolm's might. He clutched my arm so tightly it throbbed with pain. No matter how hard I fought, I could not escape his grasp. I was about to summon the guards when a sudden, fierce power surged, sending Malcolm hurtling through the air. Theodore stood firm, pulling me to safety behind him, his eyes blazing with fury as he faced Malcolm. "You'll have to get through me if you want to hurt Mila."