Star Wars Rogue One Cassian Novels & Stories

Jessica was smiling to herself as her wolf loped through the forest on the outskirts of Springfield. She was finally out from under her parents’ thumbs and could be herself. Her parents treated her like a little girl. She was an Alpha she-wolf. At fifteen, she was more than what humans were at twenty. That was why Jessica had stolen her older sister’s driver’s license. She and Vanessa looked so much alike that no one would doubt she was twenty-two.

Cassian growled, his eyes blazing with possessiveness. He let out a satisfied whistle, his chest heaving with exertion before turning to me with a triumphant smirk. “Take him away, boys,” he ordered and his warriors moved swiftly to drag the rogue away. Then, his gaze locked on mine as he walked towards me, eating up the distance with his long strides before he pulled me into his arms while being mindful of our pup in my hands. Cassian gave me a languid kiss that left me breathless for a moment. I took in a deep breath before pushing my face into the crook of hi

Just then, a man pushed through the crowd and stepped in front of Derek. “Alpha, give the word—we’re ready.” It was his Beta, voice calm but filled with authority. Kelvin froze, as if struck by lightning. “What… what did you call him? Alpha?” he stuttered. Derek tilted his head, smirking. “Do you doubt the existence of the Rogue Pack?” Kelvin didn’t answer. His lips moved but no words came out. Alex, still seated, looked stunned. “Wait… that Rogue Pack? The one that’s invaded territory after territory over the past years? The one with the mysterious Alpha no one has ever seen?”

“What is Teresa Hawthorne to you?” Taking a deep breath Ronan turned towards the reporter that asked the last question and answered him, “She is ‘the one’ for me. Now I’d really appreciate it if you stop intruding in our private lives because we will not be having any Q and A’s. Thank you,” he replied smoothly and then asked his bodyguards to take over and handle the media. The One? I am the one for him. That answer alone makes me want to kiss him senseless. We walked inside and the hostess took us to our table.

I struggled furiously to get out of the handcuffs. Carl looked at me dead in the eye. “Are you our traitor, Alyssa?” I stared at him. How dare he? “How dare you question Alyssa? We watched her grow up...” some elders still wanted to defend me. “Well, out of all of us, she was the only one,” Carl paused and continued with a blunt, matter-of-fact tone, “in a relationship with a rogue.” “What?” another elder exclaimed. “A rogue? Is this true?” One other elder demanded.

I replied and flipped my hair. We were all done with our meal and sharing stories by the camp fire when one of the warriors, I think his name was Camie, asked " Luna. What did it feel like to be a rogue?" another warrior nudged him hard " Insensitive much?"" Oh no it's fine. It's fine" I said quickly. They kept quiet, " Well for starters, Rogues live their lives on the run most of the time. But that's more common for those who weren't part of a rogue pack, like me, although I did have one--" "--but she was banished" Felix cut in.

"He has been dead for six months. We aren't here to hurt you." The rogue blinks, the manic gold in his eyes violently stuttering. "Dead?" "He's telling the truth," Mara steps forward. She doesn't draw her weapon. Instead, she steps directly into the beam of my flashlight, tilting her chin up to expose the horrific, jagged scar on her neck. "Cassian's traps did this to me. But Blood Moon killed him. We are clearing this territory." The rogue stares at Mara’s scar. The heavy, desperate tension radiating from him suddenly breaks. His half-shifted claws retract into trembling human fingers. His knees buckle slightly, and he falls back against the heavy pantry door, letting out a ragged, sobbing

I said, and he smirked. “I doubt that you would expect me to want to marry you, do you?” He asked, and I looked away from him. Alpha Cosimo’s words played in my head as I was reminded of the fact that I was to get rid of the man. He believed that he would be free and the Alpha hired him as an assassin to get rid of him. The faster I got done with this, the faster my father would be free. “And I can assume that you know that I want nothing to do with a rogue like yourself.” I said, looking the man dead in the eye. “But sure. As long as you seem to insist on the two of us eloping, then let’s get this over with.”

All willing to be tested. I hadn’t come to be anyone’s Luna. But if this was the only way to get into Lucian’s inner circle—if this was the path to revenge—I’d take it. Even if it meant losing something of myself along the way. I walked up to the board, picked up the pen. Sera. Just that. No last name. No rank. Just me. The ink was barely dry when I heard a low voice behind me. “So the rogue joins the game.” Lucian.

Their voices, though hushed, felt loud to me, and I couldn't help but feel one of them was familiar. “Rogues are planning to attack us. That’s what the spy confessed, Alpha,” My eyes widened. No wonder I felt familiar with the taller hooded one. Turns out he was Cassian Thorn, the bastard who shattered me two years ago. “I see,” the Alpha said, “What’s the scale and when do they plan on attacking?” The other guy whom I’m guessing to be his Beta, Kael Blackwood, responded, “He crushed something in his mouth before we could extract any other information,”