The Innocent Rogue They Locked Away Novels & Stories

Dev asks. “I linked Richard. He may be an ass to me, but he is loyal to my dad. I have to trust him to protect them. I need you guys here now.” I wish we weren’t so stretched thin, but I have lost trust in many people and it is isolating and exhausting. I’m starting to agree with Ben, this is what these rogues want. The rogue is thrown into a chair in the middle of a concrete room. Very mafia. There is a drain in the center of the floor, a table along a side wall to keep the interrogator closest to the only door.

The rogue is the only one alone. “Keep her in here until I decide what to do with her after the festival.” The Luna opens the cell next to the unconscious man. The other two prisoners are across from them, and across from me is the rogue. I am shoved inside, and the cell door is locked behind me. The Luna grips the bars and looks down at me. “You are cruel. The things you say…losing a child is no joke. I’ve already lost one, and now you wish me to lose another?”

A loud thud makes me jump, and I spin around. One of Lucas’s warriors is pinning a man to the ground. Actually, the man on the ground looks like he couldn’t be any older than his early twenties, just older than me, maybe? I take a few steps closer to get a better view when the man on the ground, a rogue, begins pleading with the warrior. “Please!” He cries, “I’m innocent! I didn’t do anything, and I didn’t mean to trespass!” “Your lies won’t work on me, rogue,” the warrior snarls, lifting his hand. I notice his claw tipped fingers just before he swings his hand down.

I am waiting for your orders to execute Alpha Ryan's mate, who is presently sleeping in front of me. Ryan snarled and lunged forward catching the rogue in front of him by the neck, threatening to choke him. The rogue in question easily smiled, cocking the gun he had, pointing to Ryan's chest. The Alphas near him tried to hold him back. "Hahaha!" he laughed - along with a sickening chuckle, "What about the so-called guards, didn’t they stop you?"

"If you did, you would not be so confident right now. You'd be looking out that window, worrying." That caught Samir's attention, but he said nothing. "My husband is a member of the League of Rogues." Samir seemed a little confused. "Rogues? Does that not mean criminal?" "It means they do not play by the rules. I doubt you've ever heard of them. If you had, you would know what sort of man you are dealing with." Her captor's lips twitched, amused. "And what sort is that?" "A man who no doubt has already freed himself from your prison and is taking out the ship's crew one by one." She struggled to stand, still holding her dress together as she faced him boldly.

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve

Blood seeped from the gash on my shoulder, soaking through half my clothes, but I didn't flinch. I planted myself firmly between him and the rogues. Even the rogues seemed stunned. They hadn't expected anyone to protect a rogue wolf. "You were only with me for the money," Adrian said. "I've lost everything now — no wealth, no power. Staying with me will only drag you down." He pushed me aside and faced the snarling wolves head-on, closing his eyes. His expression was calm, almost peaceful — like he'd already made his peace.

Unlike how I found him unconscious and butt naked. "Why did you leave your pack, Peyton?" He questions, eyes never leaving mine. "Stepping foot into this land as an exiled wolf makes you nothing but a rogue. And we do kill rogues, or lock them up because they're never to be trusted." The lines on his forehead are furrowing as he makes this known to me.

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. Which meant no leader and other packs kill rogue on sight due to their lawlessness and no loyalty. They are like rodents eating your vegetables in the garden. No one liked rogues. Funny enough that is what I was, my brother and parents. We had to leave our pack behind because of Alpha Keeram, many packs feared him. Unfortunately mine was one of them, my Alpha Jake feared him so much so, that he was going to hand me over like a present. That's why we had no other choice but to go rogue and hide.

" I cut him off with a cough. Their attention was turned to me, " who is this?" Blondie asked " she's the rogue we just caught dumbass" sadist answered irritatedly. Blondie's eyes widened " the rogue is a 'she'?"" Yes fool! I told you through the mind link" sadist said fustratedly.