The Rogue Alpha And The Werewolf King Novels & Stories

I had a bad feeling that something was going to happen, but I didn't know what. “Queen Luna, we have a problem.” I turned around to see a very disturbed warrior. “What is it?” “Rogues surround the pack and their Alpha demands an audience with the King, but he is absolutely nowhere to be found, and we aren't allowed to mind link him." My eyes widened. “Take me to him.” “I'm afraid I can't, his highness…" “I said, take me to him.” “This way.” I followed the warrior as I held my head high. I might be human, but it wasn't the first time that I was dealing with rogues. If they wanted to attack, they would have, but what did they really come here for?

“Get her out of here!” All of a sudden, a voice boomed through the hall like a snarl. Oddly familiar as it sent goosebumps spilling over me and a shiver skating down my spine. “Give her to me and the peace treaty is sealed” I didn't bother looking. It felt as if I looked, his gaze would crush me into smithereens. “King Riordan?” The Rogue King. “I don't want the Omegas, the food tribute, and the gold bars anymore. I want her,”

"I know we are on Rogue territory and that is why I am giving you all the choice to leave but if you insist on continuing to fight, then I can guarantee that you will not leave this place alive, I didn't become King by letting Rogues like you live, once entering a territory that's under my protection... So I say it only once more. You can leave now and live or you can stay and die?... Make your choice!" He seems to look around him once more, and then over to a rogue standing not far from him, who slowly moves to stand next to the one that spoke. As they whisper between themselves, I take in a scan of the area around me and see that the rogues are now outnumbered, one rogue against two Alphas

"This war has been with us for ages. For as long as I know, we always lived a peaceful life, separate from the werewolves until one day, a rogue werewolf Alpha, ravaged our territory. We defeated him and his members too easily. He regarded his defeat as an insult since his whole army was defeated by our weakest Dragon. This derailed his plan of stealing any gold from us. Unknown to us, he had managed to convince a few loyal members of the packs around who had joined him in the war." "They returned battered but never told the truth to their pack Alphas. They agreed to lie with the Rogue Alpha, telling their compatriots that we attacked them for no fault of theirs." "This is not a confirmed f

"Oh! Is that how you welcome me home father? After many years of sending me away and now the first thing you noticed about me is my late arrival to this meeting at this very morning." I followed his gaze and did not move a tiny muscle surrounding my eyes when I walk closer to sit at the empty chair across him in the table. I'm in for the challenge but he never responded for a couple of seconds so Maleficus starts to discuss the plan on the table. He is good with pretending that nothing happened. "Gentlemen of the Royal pack, we have known that the wolves who hurt the people in the City is non other than the wolves who refuse to recognize the Alpha King and the Moon Goddess. They call themsel

one of them snorted. I bit my tongue, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. The air was cold, damp, and carried the metallic scent of blood and smoke. My heartbeat was steady now, not calm, but focused. I needed to think. Needed to understand what was happening. A rogue Alpha. That’s what he had said right? Rogues didn’t have Alphas. They weren’t supposed to. They were wanderers, broken wolves with no loyalty, no structure, no rules. But if they had one now… that meant they were organized and united. That made them dangerous, more dangerous than I had imagined.

Author’s POV Alpha Derek was breathing heavily when he left the room. As much as he wanted her to suffer, he needed her strong and healthy to reclaim his power, but not until the full moon. The rogue Alpha of the North, that is what they called him. The terror of the Woods, older than all. With his band of rogues, he terrorized packs, stealing, looting, molesting. But he wasn’t always a rogue! Alpha Derek was born to the Alpha Bloodline of the Crescent Moon Park, he had just taken over from his father at the age of thirty when he ran into his mate.

” I crossed my arms. ”Because, friend, I am going to help you conquer Nightwolf.” I froze at what he said. “You? I don’t even know who you are.” He stepped closer, at this distance now I could tell he had an eyepatch over one eye. There was something strange about his scent as well. He looked and moved like an Alpha, but his scent shifted in waves, sometimes intense and other times less so. “I’m the Rogue King.” Zara’s POV From where I lurked on the second floor of our house, I could hear the voices from out back clearly.

I killed an Alpha. My veins burned, the moon bled, her light went out— the heavens were morning, the fall of their Chosen. The ground trembled, and the air became thick and hard to breathe. The Alpha’s unclaimed powers roamed hungrily and wildly as though it were looking for a new wolf to crown. Rogues could feel our borders defenseless. The guards sensed it and ran towards the throne room. They found my father in my Arms with blood all over my hands and clothes.

“I don't know much, my lady, I only know that they attack our pack at the middle of every year since Alpha Henry died.” I sighed, “Who is this Alpha Henry?” I asked. “He is the last Alpha to be a normal Alpha in our pack, my lady.” I glared at her for a second, “I don't understand, what do you mean he was the last Alpha? Make me understand.” “We were never Rogues, though I was born a rogue but centuries ago, we were normal packs and Wolves just like you until an incident occurred then Alpha Henry was set to be the last Alpha to rule Moonlight as a non Rogue pack.” She explains, more to my surprise.