The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue Novels & Stories

Alpha caught it mid-air, his arm braced against its throat as he twisted, threw it aside, and kicked it back with a force that sent it crashing into a garden column. Two more came from the left. Another from the right. My breath came out in a shaky gasp as I stumbled backward, heart hammering against my ribs. I had seen wolves before, shifting, healing, fighting but rogues were different. Their eyes were hollow, feral, unhinged. They didn’t move like men. They moved like hunger. “Alpha!” my voice broke. He was already fighting, already slamming one rogue onto the ground, already ripping another off his shoulder. But even he couldn’t block all of them at once.

Chapter 27: The Tides of Battle Rogue Alpha’s POV The scent of blood, sweat, and fear mingled in the air as the battle raged around me. The ground beneath my paws shook with every blow, every strike, as the chaos of war enveloped us. My pack, the rogues who had followed me for years, were in their element. They were fast, ruthless, and eager to tear down everything in their path. The Alpha bloodline that had ruled this territory for so long—Alpha Callum’s pack—was crumbling. It was only a matter of time before we wiped them out completely.

It was not good, they saw it as an opportunity to spy on my pack, look for weaknesses and attack when it was convenient to them. Since then, my pack had been attacked four times by rogues. They were coordinated and fought like they were trained. We captured a few but they were not talking. The bastards would rather die than talk. “No alpha, even the one we caught hasn’t said a word. They are not breaking, I don’t know what that so called leader of theirs promised them or how he is controlling then but he has their loyalty. This is deep alpha.” I felt the same way, there was no way rogues could behave that way. Someone was behind them, and they feared that person. I tried to think of the most

With the existence of a 'Rogue pack' with an Alpha who had lost his mate before she was even born to a mate bond, I knew that there was plenty on their plate. Looking away from my speechless parents, my gaze moved to the Alpha, who looked so impossibly caught off guard, I had never seen such a dumbfounded expression on his face. It seemed that my gaze had pushed him to say something, as he suddenly shook himself from his trance-like state, sputtering. “I…" looking back at me before looking at everyone's faces, he turned back. “Will you leave us alone and give us some time to discuss this? This is a lot." He said.

“The woman you are holding hostage is more important to me than anything else on earth. Let her go and you will leave this place safe. That includes Rogueland, should you be interested… You have my word…” His dark eyes had taken on a blood red tint at this point, and they seemed to glow as his voice turned rougher and more demanding. “Harm her, though, and even death will not protect you from me.” Anyone with common sense would’ve been able to tell that he was struggling to control his Alpha wolf from taking over and wreaking havoc, and as I watched their fight for dominance play out, my skin broke out in wave goosebumps. It was the most terrifying thing I had ever seen, and by all indicatio

"Alpha, we have a visual on a transport. Southeast quadrant. Sending the link." Logan hissed a curse and signaled the pilot to dive. In the field, I had given up hope. I stared at the grey sky, hearing the distant, rhythmic thumping of rotors. "I'm going to break you," the rogue whispered, unbuckling his heavy belt to bind my wrists. Before the buckle could click, a shadow fell over us. A hand reached down, grabbed the rogue by the shoulder, and hurled him twenty feet across the field like a rag doll.

But Alberto wasn’t even listening anymore. He turned toward the rogue leader quickly. “You promised we’d still have control.” The rogue laughed loudly. “Oh, old man…” he muttered mockingly. “You really thought we came here to help you?” Alberto froze. The rogues gaze slowly swept across the burning grounds before landing on me and Xavier. “Two Alphas,” he mused. “Interesting.” Karen instinctively moved slightly closer behind me. I noticed immediately and formed a protective stance. The rogue leader smirked. “Ah,” he muttered. “There’s the famous Luna.”

Aunt Clarissa. She smiled. “What a dramatic scene,” she said, her eyes on me. “Tears? How boring.” My fists clenched. “What do you want?” She totally ignored me and turned to Drake. “The Rogue Alpha is here,” she said, calm as anything. “He’s asked for her.” Drake frowned. “He is early.” Clarissa’s grin just got wider. “Del Morino. The infamous Rogue Alpha. He’s here. And he wants her.”

Mark agreed with Jones along with her members. Blade would never deny that what Jones said to her was very tempting. He had a point. But she still won't set aside her duties as a warrior for their pack to pursue her dream. She tightened her grip. "Isn't it your dream, Captain? To become a member of the phantom? I am sure that this is an opportunity for you. We will support you. The Alpha won't be able to do anything since her daughter fled on her own accord." He paused and held her hands, which were still on his collar. "No one will also doubt you if you're fake or real since you're wolf is bigger than average. They will easily think that you're the Alpha's daughter. "

I could see werewolves scared, hiding in the dark, I spotted a couple of them picking to see who had come, they were scared. “And what did you do?!.” Yes I was the supreme Alpha but he was the Alpha of this Pack he is meant to protect them. “I made an attempt to stop them. they asked for something I couldn’t give!.” He wept. An Alpha weeping out in the open. I roared at him. “What do they want?!.” I asked as I took a step forward towards a completely demolished building. “My mate!.” He replied. What was this??, a mate sacrifice is this what they were up to?.