The Rogue Alpha's Bride Novels & Stories

*Hadley* Having spend so much time by Logan's hospital bed, the soft hum of machines in the background has become a comforting, albeit constant, reminder of the thin line between hope and despair. His hand feels warm in mine, a stark contrast to the cold fear that has nestled itself in my heart since the attack. The bruises on his face are fading fast, a testament to the remarkable healing powers of an Alpha werewolf. Yet, the bruises were never my main concern; it's the unseen injuries, the ones lurking beneath the surface, that have me holding my breath, praying to the ocean depths and the moon above for his recovery.

I stood up from the floor, my strength coming from within. Two times Alpha Williams has referred to this guy as a rogue and he doesn’t seem to care. He didn’t even try to refute the accusations and I wondered in my heart if he is the famous rogue Alpha that everyone is talking about. Alpha Williams spoke about his fowl stench, but I couldn’t sniff it. All I could perceive is an amazing scent of pine, musk, and something dangerously wild. His scent overwhelmed my senses, I felt his eyes fixed on me as if he was thinking about me the same time I was thinking about him. “I will leave, Williams. But not with her,” he responded to Alpha Williams, his eyes still fixed on me, sending chills down my

His fur was dripping wet from the pond I had been about to jump into, and the excitement of my escape vanished when his heavy paw pressed down onto the center of my back, his claws digging into my skin. I groaned from the impact, my ribs protesting as I tried to wiggle free and failed due to the enormous wolf holding me down. A combination of fear and a thrilling kind of excitement that I didn’t quite recognize filled me as he released a low, threatening growl and goosebumps rose along my skin. We rarely had rogues this close to the border, but this was no ordinary rogue. From my brief glimpse of him, I knew I was in trouble before he had collided with me. He was twice the size of any ordina

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

It's haunting and breaking my heart. "I love you, sweetheart," She pulls me in for a quick hug before kissing my cheek and running away from me without saying another word. "I love you too, Mom." My words are a whisper in the wind, a whisper she doesn't hear. I see her head for my oldest brother, Joseph, the future Alpha of our pack, and then it hits me. She's out here so that she can say goodbye to all of her children before these wolves end us.

Completely ignoring my existence as I perched in the bottom of the bed, watching each of them through my hair. “What are you doing in here Alice? I ordered every member of the pack to stay away from the rogue.” Growled the alpha, his eyes flashing in anger. The woman flinched, her voice soft and clearly fake. “Alpha Dorian, I only came here to see if she wanted to be friends, I didn’t mean no harm.” I scoffed at the lie, earning a growl from the great alpha ‘Dorian’ as his midnight eyes finally landed on me, my scowling face hidden behind my knotted hair.

Seyric definitely had his way of handling things like that because he flicked on a lighter out of nowhere and held it up for the rogue to see. “That knife may not hurt you as it is but if I take it...” He pulled the knife out of his lap and the rogue screamed again, sweating profusely. “...and put it in this..” he let the flame of the lighter heat up the knife, maintaining eye contact with the rogue. He approached the rogue again but the bleeding man was already begging for mercy. “It was an Alpha! I don't know his name but he approached our leader not long ago. All I know is that the Alpha wants the Luna and her children dead at all costs.”

Rogue shakes her my head, "Don't say she changed her mind! She's going to be here soon!" No sooner than he said these words, the bride car comes to a stop in front of the church and the announcement for the arrival of the bride is made and Rogue's heart leaps for joy as he awaits the door to open and his soon to be wife to walk through that door. Just like he expected, the church door opens and Alex walks in but not in the way he expected because instead of wearing the white wedding gown Rogue had anticipated seeing on her, she's wearing a black long sleeve shirt and a black trousers door on a black coloured sneaker and she approaches the altar where he stands.

I needed Mikhail to see that I was more than the breeder he had tried to cage me into. I was Rosanne Domino, Alpha of the rogues. And a blood mage. Mikhail watched with interest. I could smell his excitement from where he sat. My wolf huffed, angry at the way he tried to influence us with his powers. This felt like a game to her, trying to show him just how much power she has gained over the years. “I am the Alpha of the rogues, and you are on my throne,” I said in a cold voice. The silence in the room was deafening. Mikhail’s eyes widened slightly as he noticed the wild red look in my eyes.

The rogue let out a frustrated growl, he reached toward her again to push her out of the way so he could finish me. Before he could touch her, Alpha Heath stormed towards him, looking angrier than I’d ever seen him. The rogue barely had time to react before Heath tackled him to the floor. “Don’t you dare touch my wife.” The rogue struggled beneath him but Heath’s fists continued to pummel his face, spraying blood everywhere. I dropped to my knees beside Habeela, my hands shaking as I looked at the blade in her shoulder. I didn’t even know whether to pull it out or leave it be.