The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue Novels & Stories

"This city is now under your command, Olivia." Around him, the Triplet Alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—bowed alongside Alpha Daryl and Alpha Kyle, a wave of support I hadn’t expected but relished. "We are no longer many packs; we are one," I proclaimed, my voice gathering strength not just for them but for my own conviction. "We'll fight as one. We're stronger together, and we already proved this by defeating the Dark Rogues. But something warns me this fight will be harder. Ready your soldiers."

’’ Even if there was a sly tilt on his lips, his murky eyes held me in place like a higher predator staring at me as its dead prey. Who was this rogue? I wonder to myself amid the fear prickling on my skin. To intimidate a Luna this much....there hasn’t been any news of a rogue more powerful than a Luna and comparable to an Alpha in the past. Except one rogue. The leader of all rogues, particularly, the Wild rogues. Many call the rogue, the Alpha of all rogues. The Rogue Alpha ‘’Now that I see you, I change my mind.’’ When the rogue took his gaze away, I unconsciously let out a small breath, even if I never intended to.

My fear didn’t disappear—it twisted. Curled tight in my chest and became something else. Not panic. Not terror. Something raw. Something painful. Something dangerously close to love. DEREK I didn’t take my eyes off the rogue. “I’m worth more than a child,” I said evenly. “I’m Alpha of Silverclaw. I’m your way out.” The rogue’s face contorted—shock, then disbelief, then something almost like amusement. “And then what, Alpha?” he scoffed. “I let him go and you come with me? So I can have a knife in my back the second I turn around?”

Looking panicked with bloodstains over his body. All thoughts of Jenna and my hurt fly out the window when the man falls to my feet. “Alpha,” he groans, breathing heavily. “Rogues. There are many rogues outside. The border has been breached.”

“ So, got a boyfriend? “ Roy winked at me, making me chuckle. “ Something I should know ? “ Daxtor leaned forward, elbows resting on the table with hands intertwined and stared at me like an overprotective brother he was. “ No. Not yet. “I laughed a little and answered him, feeling myself relax for the first time since I came downstairs. It felt nice talking to him. Normal. But I could still feel Cassian’s eyes on me the whole time. Blazing. Angry. Like my mere presence was ruining his morning. I tried to focus on Lawrence. He was still so handsome and I took a bite of my pancake but then I started catching pieces of another conversation happening at the other end of the table. “…pack patrol

He studied me for a moment, and I couldn't tell if he was surprised I didn't already know or if he'd expected this question. "Kieran Croft," he said. The name hit me like a physical blow. Kieran Croft. I knew that name. Everyone in the territories knew that name. It came with warnings and whispered stories and a reputation that made other Alphas nervous. Kieran Croft was the Rogue Alpha, the feared leader of Silverthorn, the man accused of betraying the coalition and standing outside the Alpha King's trust. He was the Alpha other packs avoided, the one parents used to scare their children into behaving, the one who operated by his own rules and didn't answer to anyone.

Well, fucking shit. I guess we know where the newer rogues have been. Three massive rogues step out, wide grins on their lips as their eyes glow red. They haven’t been rogues long, but these are different. They aren’t the usual rogues we have dealt with in our pack lands. No, these are Alpha Kit’s expelled warriors, that much is clear in the way they look, the way they act for being new rogues. “Please tell me you only see three.” I mutter and he sighs.

Smith said, letting a puff of smoke out of his lips. "Smith! You're the son of the Alpha and Luna of the Golden Crescent Pack and if there's anything that's demanded of you, it is total compliance with the rules of the pack. Running away from home and living in a penthouse is not typical for an alpha wolf like you! Do you even have any idea that one day you'll be the Alpha of your pack? Or you just want to live as an outcast all your life!" Alex said in a high-pitched tone. In this instant, Smith knew he had to do something to calm his friend down because Alex is not one to get angry or raise his voice at anyone irrespective of how pissed off he felt.

It’s been happening for years, and I myself had been a victim along with my mother, who, at the ripe age of 23, when I was seven, did a gruesome death at the hands of Victor Taylor. And I was there, watching it happen, unable to do a thing because she asked me not to get involved and save myself. I was only a helpless child. My story isn’t different from the story of your average rogue. To be a rogue is to suffer endlessly until eventually, you succumb to the forces of nature working against you. It’s the reason why I never changed my status from a rogue. I am a rogue and will always be one. Giving my pack a pretty name won’t change what I am, which is why I prefer to be known as the Rogue A

The filthy rich pack of New York, led by Alpha Zaro. The powerful alpha among all the packs, alpha Zaro was her mother’s mate. They both crossed paths later in life when their respective partners died. Svetlana’s father passed away and Alpha Zaro’s wife died in childbirth. However, it took both of them a lot of time to accept each other due to their children. Nonetheless, Svetlana and the triplets weren’t biologically related. And that reminder provoked the trio to prey their way into her boundaries.