Novel & Cerita Sonic Prime Rebel Rouge

The underground circuit was alive tonight—rubber burning against concrete as the crowd buzzed with anticipation. I pulled up on shadowfang, my custom matte—black ducati panigale v4 with red accents. Crimson underglow lit the street beneath it, red rims spinning like fire. A wolf fang etched near the tank, and a nitrous boost sat hidden under the seat. This bike was tailored for one thing— Dominance. I climbed my bike, pulling off my helmet— the chill of the night slammed in on my face as I shook my hair. My eyes swept across the circuit. This place was like a second haven but I didn't come for fans of fame. I always came for the rush.

The provisional council chamber beneath the rebuilt Apex tower had transformed into a theater of controlled terror. The long table, once a symbol of fragile democracy, now served as Prime’s stage for interrogation. Clone-Prime sat at its head, wearing Damian’s face with the cold precision of a mask carved from ice. His black suit was impeccable, open collar revealing the faint scar that mirrored the original, but the eyes held none of the fire that had defined Damian through every hell they had survived. They were empty. Calculating. Hungry for the destruction he had planned all along.

Hanson moves forward while commanding to others, “Release her!” When no one listens, he moves to do it himself. “Hanson, stop!” His body obeys as his mind churns, his heart burns, and his eyes yearn to follow through with the task. The Alpha Female. “COME BACK TO ME!” Hanson straightens as his body obeys a call the rest of him wishes to ignore. As he comes to stand next to his new female, he watches Jezebel and pleads for forgiveness and offers false promises of freeing himself from his Alpha Female with his eyes. Jezebel closes her eyes before looking straight ahead. That was the last time she looked at him. The thin silver thread grows even weaker from the final betrayal. He was going to s

he said, “But this is the Malchian Grove. My home, my territory. You play by my rules only.” I puckered my lips, my eyes going all puppy. “Awwn, poor Mr. Beasty wants respect. “ Then, almost immediately, my tone became caustic. “Well, maybe you should have thought about it before abducting me. I’m never gonna play by your rules. Mark my words.” “It's Mr. Roberto-Macini. Matteo Roberto-Macini,” he said and I rolled my eyes. “You will have to, Miss. Your survival depends on your cooperation.”

"If you don't reject him, I'll have to declare him a rogue and banish him from this pack. We don't need him here." "You can't do that father. He is your subject! You can't maltreat your pack members for no reason! That will be outrageous!" I yelled. I couldn't believe my ears. Being declared a rogue was the worst thing that could happen to a werewolf — aside from being rejected. A rogue was an outlaw, one without a pack. He was sent out of his home to roam about the deadly forest alone. Rogues were helpless wolves without the protection of an alpha and they were open to any attack whatsoever

It fits his personality perfectly if you asked me. Alpha Keeram got out and flung his hand in the air signaling one of his Omega's to bring me. with an overwhelming fear I realized that once I am in there I am done for. I kicked and struggled but when I opened my eyes to look at the man grabbing me, i saw sympathy and care in his eyes, making me surrender. As if I'm possessed I get out from the vehicle, he handled me gently as if he didn't mean me any harm. 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.

The hunters let go of her, trembling in fear at the uproar in the woods and just then, a big black wolf stormed out, his eyes flickering silver was piercing deeply at them. “ It is the Rogue Alpha”. They shiver at the mention of his name. “ Run! ”. One of them announced before running away while the others also took to their heels as fast as their legs could go. But it was the Rogue Alpha, who was brutal and never set his prey free. He charged towards them, and in just a few steps, he grabbed both of them with both his hands and shredded them to pieces. Karen who was forced to the ground while they ran for their life tried to get up, but her limbs felt numb, no matter how much she tried, she

he says as he stares down at them. "Yes father, we discovered that it was an act of revenge but we have sorted that out" he says as he stares at his father. Alpha nico sighed, "I Know you wouldn't disappoint me sons and am grad I was right." " Security should be tighten today, to avoid any I'll circumstances" Mario says "We suspect the rouge's, might try to make their move as their leader is still out there. We are sure he had something to do with the rebel rouges of Amber pack" Marcel says

This was because each time he killed one, he was assured that their was one less rogue in the world and it gave him peace. “Huh!? But you can't do that without taking her to the council court to be tried, maybe she hasn't killed anyone or…what if she is an innocent rogue?” Levi asked worriedly making Silas eyes to flare up. “An innocent rogue?, this is my first time hearing such an absurd thing as that” Silas strode up from the chair he was sitting on, his purple eyes blazing red. His fists were clenched and blood flowing down from where he had pierced himself with his claws which were popping out.

Even Silas seemed to deflate, the fight draining out of him under his leader’s withering disapproval. Rogue turned back to me. The glacial eyes held mine. "My apologies, Mr. Reynolds," he said, the words unexpected, delivered with a stark sincerity that threw me more than any threat. "For the… unwelcome reception. And for the threats made against you and your companion. They were unauthorized and unacceptable." He gave a slight, formal nod. "My name is Rogue. I lead the Eagle Brothers. You carved the Crown of Azura. That demands a certain… respect. And a conversation."