The Rogue Alpha And The Werewolf King Novels & Stories

We head to the place we guessed the Alpha will be. Fallssy is sitting on the golden throne, at the head of a very grand room. “Well...well...well, who do we have here?" Fallssy asks. “You supplied Caleb King and the rogues' clothes," I say, not wanting to beat around the bush. “How rude, you came into my pack and can't even greet the king," Fallssy says. “Let us stop this kid's play, what business do you have with the rogue king?" I ask angrily.

I The Alpha King just smirks at the Rogue Alpha's showing of anger. "It is not a necessity for me to tell you who claimed and marked her," he wittingly said that aggravated the anger of the Rogue Alpha. With eyes glaring with fire against the Alpha King, the Rogue Alpha growled out loud which deepens the ears of the ordinary wolves. He jumps beside Andreitte and is about to grab her arm but the Alpha King has been quick enough to snatch her waist and put her down beside him. He then releases a strong frontal kick that hit the stomach of the rogue Alpha. Once more, the Rogue Alpha can be seen flying into the air like a sheet of paper.

"We caught him and we need you to come with us." My frustration slowly faded into anger as I heard the word "rogue." Those damn rogues were always causing trouble, and it was my job as Alpha to take care of them. I quickly followed Michael out to where the rogue was being held. As soon as I saw the rogue, my blood boiled. He was struggling as they tied him up, his eyes wild with fear and desperation. But I felt no sympathy for him. He was a danger to our pack and he needed to be locked up.

His gaze locked with mine, searching for answers I refused to give. At last, I offered him a cool smile. “Goodnight, Alpha,” I said. “Thank you for the feast.” It was a dismissal and he felt it, the shock and frustration evident in his features. He stepped back, as I walked away, weaving through the crowd. I could feel his stare burning into my spine. Wolves parted for me, whispering louder. “Is it the rogue queen?” I heard someone say. “No, impossible. She’s too calm.” another replied.

I smiled. “I am the Alpha of this pack. The pack is called Moon Forest Pack. When I first found this place, I was a born rogue wolf. Which means I didn’t belong to a pack and just lived in the woods. Me and my friends protected the forest that you two were just running through. It used to be the forest outside of all of the other Packs borders. When I took this pack, I expanded into the forest making it ours. The Alpha that used to run this pack was a cruel and evil person. He had taken children and other wolves’ mates and did unspeakable things to them. We freed what I called before the citizens.” “Wait, you’re the Alpha? As in, you killed the previous Alpha?” Aaron asked intrigued. She nod

My heels clicked softly against the marble floor, each step deliberate. “Alright,” I said calmly. “Let’s hear what you want.” Their faces brightened slightly. Alpha Blackwood leaned forward. “First,” he said, “We want you to speak to the king. You must ensure he feels even more guilty toward us.” My eyebrow lifted. “Guilty?” “Yes,” he continued confidently. “Our daughter caused him suffering. We are the victims in this situation as well. Therefore, he should take greater responsibility toward our pack.” “And how exactly should he do that?” I asked.

He cracked his knuckles and flexed his back " The Alpha turned feral, killed the Alpha that attacked his pack, took control of his army. Went on to murder people and claim territories. He had turned half-rogue, his beastly side controlled his mind most of the time and he went on to become the King." " You mean The Alpha Rogue King of then?" I asked, recognizing the story as that of an Alpha that went rogue and became King. " Yes. He finally came back to his senses when he met his second chance mate. And then he made the treaty to prevent another Alpha from going through the same thing. Rogues are one thing but Alpha rogues blinded by vengeance are another thing entirely." " Wow. I didn't kno

I asked absentmindedly I was still staring at the artwork, the woman there with a child on her head, the man who had a child and a dagger in his other hand. "These are Kings, warriors, and legends of the werewolves." "There is alpha Damon" the ruthless Alpha king that brought about the creation of the rogues. Many years ago, werewolves lived peacefully as one, not until alpha Damon created unimaginable rules, rules some werewolves could not contain, hence they fell out to fight him." He looked at me, " they killed him, and the next alpha changed the rules, but the rogues would not join us again, they felt free and boundless, no low governing them" he added, then he started walking ahead of m

He whispered in his ear. "No, he can not be. I have heard of a very powerful rogue. He is defeating all the Alphas. No one has ever seen him because he doesn't leave anyone for proof. It is why the council can not do anything about him. I heard the King Rogue has a Queen. They conquered so many territories of werewolves." The man whispered in his ear. They look likes hunter. The other man looks at the old one in fear. "I think. The rogue doesn't know about Alpha Marcus Black. He doesn't know about the territory. Otherwise, he would have attacked the territory." The man said.

It was the first time he had seen a werewolf in human form easily defeat not one but several werewolves in their wolf form as easily as the king before his eyes. Behold the Alpha king before his eyes… “Tell Jack, I’m waiting for him to defeat me in a manly way without sending his weak men, if he wants to defeat me, prove it!” The king’s gaze and the aura of power that was possessed by the man in front of him made the rogue know that the man in front of him deserved to be the Alpha king of the werewolves. Bowing in shame and defeat, he nodded before turning and running back to the rogues’ base to deliver the king’s message to the rogues’ leader, Jack.