The Rogue Alpha And The Werewolf King Novels & Stories

Alpha Vega and his Beta continued to claw and slice at the vicious lycans until little to none was left. The king Alpha had the last wolf under his feet and ready to rip out another limp when he heard a sound of dry log being snapped right ahead of him. Looking up ahead, another wolf came out of the dark and stood staring at him as if he was daring the King to do it if he could. Alpha Vega could feel the energy vibrating off the new wolf who stood with a disfiguring scar trailing along the base of his right eyes. He must be the Rogue king. He had that wind of authority around him.

he whispered, "is Alpha Malgori, the Rogue King." My heart stopped, I don't know if such a wolf exists with a title. The Rogue King. The nameless terror whose wolves haunted nightmares. The rogues that surround us while on our journey to the summit. That explains it. “Who is Alpha Malgori?” The Alpha King paused. “A creature neither alive nor dead. He is a tyrant who slaughtered entire packs searching for something that belongs to him.” I backed away slowly. "No, no, that's impossible." He shook his head.

Alpha Roland, of the moon stone pack said, bowing down slightly at the alpha king when he was done. "You mentioned only the sane. Haven't you heard of the insane werewolves, or perhaps, there are no insane werewolves who lives among your pack, there are no blood thirsty werewolves who do go hunting your pack. Had the word 'rogue' not come to your memory yet, or do you think there exist no rogues in these realm. What if it was a rogue that had killed the three werewolves and more" Kires questioned the alpha of the moon stone pack, the man was an old sly man, making flimsy excuses to find favor in the Eyes of the alpha king. If only he had known what the alpha king had in mind.

Her voice was soft but louder than before. “You’re welcome, my love.” I knelt next to the tub, “I know you have a lot of questions. To tell you the truth, I don’t know where to begin.” Taking a deep sigh, “I am a wolf shifter. We typically live in packs like Derrick’s. He is an alpha or leader. My father was one; he was betrayed by his second in command, his brother. He poisoned then challenged my father, knowing my father was weak to defend himself. That lead to his death. My mother was seven months pregnant with me at the time and was exiled out of the pack. Because of that, I don’t have a pack. Since I was raised outside of a pack and don’t have any real territory, I am less aggressive th

He looked disgusted with me. "King Rango, let them go if you don't want your kingdom to perish...forever!" King Logan had begun. He had just shifted, but his claws were still showing, and his sharp canines were protruding. Some of the alphas were in their wolf forms while the other werewolves were just like the rogue king. Half-shifted. "You think you can scare me, Rouge King?!" King Rango didn't want to quit. "I won't waste time anymore. Give up your kingdom, and I will release them!"

It was against the rogue's nature that they should be followed the Alpha King as it was a direct command that they cannot escape. All the rogues were wailing and whining. Alpha king's warriors came and submit to Alpha King's wolf Ron. Ron stood there, looking at the rogues with a stern face. He had a strong presence and the rogues knew that he was not someone to be trifled with. Ron then gave one last order and the rogues finally complied, submitting to the Alpha King's rule.

However, the clustering of rogues that had assembled in the center of the driveway began to panic, and I noticed the leader, Kyle, stumbled backwards as the impressive band of warriors lead by my mate and my father clashed into the now hysterical rogues. The alliance of rogues, figuring fifty to seventy-five, were no match for my father and my mate’s warriors. I was finally able to make out the Alpha King’s huge red wolf, tossing bodies of wolves around like rag dolls, and being flanked by a smaller, yet considerably large black wolf, which I was able to identify as my mate.

I demand him, as I stay in from of the Beta and Michael, protecting them as the leader I am. “ Haha.. you must be the new Alpha King.” The rogue is a black wolf and I can tell how dangerous he is from his aura. “ I just asked who you are?!” I groan impatiently because he is obviously stopping us from going to the building where Scarlet is. “ Haha.. as the Alpha King, I know you can tell I’m a rogue.. obviously your mate’s father.” He laughs in disgust, and I let out a peaceful growl as realization hits me.

Alpha Rowland tried having a peaceful conversation with the leader of the rogues wondering why he would not be scared when he knew that he was surrounded and on the verge of his death. "We want someone you're holding hostage... Freya is ours for the taking, so go into your lands and bring her to us and we'll leave you alone" He roared as his soldiers conceded to his words with a shout in unison. "And what if I don't?" Alpha Rowland stutters wearing a smile on his face. "Then you face my terror" The Rogue leader chuckles as he shifts into a werewolf... Everyone shifted into a werewolf, Alpha Rowland howled before he ordered,

After 10 minutes London came barging into the office with a slightly angry face. "Any casualties?" Mahnoor asked. "Two pack warriors were badly injured but they are out of danger now, no one was dead" London said. "And how many rogues were there?" "25 including the prisoner" "Has he said why they attacked?" Mahnoor asked. "He said that he doesn't know the name of their leader but everyone calls him the king Alpha, Also that he is planning to take over the packs and rule over the werewolves." "And how do they plan to do that, do they have enough rogue to take over a pack"