Sonic Prime Rebel Rouge Novels & Stories

The Secondary Bond was violent, primal, consuming, but it was also a declaration: together, they were unstoppable. The first Purists breached the outer doors, crashing into the foyer with armored fury. Samuel moved like a living storm, intercepting them with feral precision. Claws tore through armor, silver bullets ignited in midair under his control, and the Rogues surged to his side, cutting down enemies with synchronized, lethal efficiency.

“There’s a brawl going on with Solomon’s men outside, and when they find out he’s dead and his power is up for grabs, all hell is going to break loose.” Rebel didn’t hesitate. He strode out into the melee, firing shots into the casino’s ceiling. The gunfire quieted the brawling wolves immediately. “Solomon’s dead.” Rebel looked out over the crowd of rebel wolves. “You answer to me now, and you’ll obey my rules.” Without warning, he turned and shot one of Solomon’s men in the leg, the one who’d tried to aid Solomon in hurting Sophia. The wolf crumpled to the ground, howling in pain as he clutched his leg. “What the fuck did you shoot him for?” one of the other wolves growled. Rebel snarled. “

Elleanna smirked and spoke to the rouge looking her dead in the eyes. “You all thought you were just gonna pick on a girl….Do I look that weak to you?” She asked in a cold voice. The rouge snarled at her but didn’t take a step forward. “Well, bring it!” She said as she heard the song change. Romero stood up preparing to shift as he saw the rouges. Savage Daughter by Sarah Hester Ross began playing on the phone as the rouges began to come closer to her. She turned just enough where Romero saw her eyes and he sat back down.

"Right. It sounds good. If things look hot over there, yell for backup. The rest are less than an hour away, and Alpha Rhye’s right... here. " But Rhye wasn’t there anymore. He was stalking purposefully up the corridor outside the tech lab now, where he heard Leon’s voice trail off as the lab’s glass door hissed shut. "Fuck, I’m coming," he grumbled. **** "This is it. Hang a left up here at the stop sign," Alpha Rhye said from the backseat of the black SUV. He was busy reloading the weapons that he and the two new warrior recruits accompanying him had put to good use on the city’s east side tonight. The custom rounds he’d made were his favorite Rogue-blasting numbers—kick-ass hollow points f

Rebel chuckles. “Oh, that is just Mystique. She is Harmony’s Patger. Panther cross tiger. Don’t be scared of her. She is a big softy at heart. Just look at her like a giant house cat.” She says, and I can’t take my eyes off the cat. She is beautiful. “Hey momma.” We both stop and see Harmony walking towards us with Melody at her side as Maverick pushes the pram. “Oh sweetie, what are you doing here?” Rebel asks her as she walks closer to her daughter and hugs and kisses her before she kisses Maverick on her cheek and scoops Melody up in her arms.

Something that told them this was not a regular summons. "Alpha," one of them said, bowing his head. "What do you need?" "What happened here?" I held up the arrow. "Whose blood is this?" The guards exchanged a glance. The second one spoke. "A group of rogues, Alpha. Five of them. They attacked the eastern weapons storage about an hour ago. We fought them off and took them to the dungeon. They are being interrogated now." Five rogues. My mate was a rogue. I should have been concerned. I should have been asking questions about security breaches and border vulnerabilities. I should have been angry.

They had added more warriors after my fight with Victoria, but we just don't think it is enough. They have smelt rogues quite a few times, and each time they smell more of them than before. They are for sure growing in numbers which is terrifying and unheard of. We think somehow, Shane may be growing his own pack of rogues. Logan has been doing a great job since my dad officially retired. I hate to admit it, but he was so destined for this position. He is actually a better trainer than my dad was and even the girls have been kicking ass on Monday's. A few of them, including Amber are going to be having evaluations to possibly be added to the border.

again. "Like I said I can't do that, I'm not disputing that she's a rogue, but I won't kill her or have her killed." I said and they frowned, staring at me like I was speaking gibberish. "Why won't you do it?" Alpha Victor asked. "When you got the information about this rogue, what exactly were you told?" I asked them. "We heard that she's a rogue and you took a liking to her." Alpha Victor replied. "Thanks for your answer." I said to him and he nodded.

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.

Ryan smashed his way through the Rogues, His presence seemed to attract their attention as most of the rogues gave up climbing, and charged straight to attack him. Ryan growled loudly and attacked head-on, bursting to the side of the wolf, throwing it out of his way, his huge jaws clamping down on the wolf nearby and crushing it in an instant. Another Rogue tried to jump on his back, he turned midway and caught one of its legs a shook his head vigorously, the body of the rogues bounced around like a rag doll before Ryan threw him away. His paws scratched and tore through the flesh of the approaching wolves, one by one. Within minutes, seven of the rogue wolves were dead. Ryan looked around t