Romans & histoires The Rogue Heiress

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.

“Only if you keep stealing them before anyone else gets a chance!” “Guilty as charged,” I admit, stealing a cookie off the plate and taking a bite. It’s soft and sweet, with just the right amount of frosting. “Mmm, so worth it!” As I savor the moment, a flutter of wings draws my attention. Evangeline flits by, her shimmering presence impossible to ignore. She carries a tray piled high with chocolate desserts, her smile radiant. “Who wants some chocolate mousse?” she calls out, her voice melodic, like a gentle breeze rustling the leaves. “It is werewolf and allergy safe.”

With just a few seconds, the insane rogue got near her and grab her by the throat and lifted her up with a grin etched on his lips. Jaiyana struggled to breathe, she grab and scratch the hand that's choking her but it's futile. She grew restless and she can hear Hannah's cry as the latter attacked and threw punches on the rogue's leg, "Let her go! Let her go!" Hannah cries as she continuously punch him, Pissed, the rogue spat at him, "Fuck! You fucking kid, I should kill you right now!" He kicked Hannah on her stomach and she flew away from him, whimpering and crying in pain.

Ethan was halfway back to his camp with nothing more than a bloody nose from the guards he had just stolen the green flag from when I circled him and stepped into his line of site. "Ethan, you really need to be more careful," I taunted, and his nostrils flared when he took in my scent. I knew he recognized me as a rogue and despised me for it, but did he know who he was really up against? I was born with Alpha blood and had built myself up to be the most feared rogue in the world. "Do you know why I'm here?" He curled his lip and shook his head in disgust. "You touched something that belongs to me." My voice carried, and while I was concerned that someone might interrupt me before I got to t

Since I haven't met my fated mate which the moon goddess give specifically to you, he wants me to pick a chosen mate and he thinks Eliza is a good fit. To be honest, I can't stand her. She's mouthy, entitled and treats the pack members like crap as she thinks she is the next luna. Chuckling to myself, I'd rather give up my position as the next Alpha then to be stuck with her. She has been known to getting around in this pack, I'm not sure who she hasn't slept with. Luckily, I never have. The Snow Crest Pack is nestled up in the mountains, it's cold most of the year but the summer is pretty tolerable. It's a beautiful place with 10,000 acres of land, we are one of the biggest packs in this co

And I release my hold. Shifting to my massive dark furred beast, I get to the first house and break the door as I run through it with my shoulder. In between the smokey house, I spot three rogues, Balthazar's rogues, cackling as they surround an helpless woman. One of them ripping her dress. The first rogue I encounter doesn't have time to react, his back is turned towards me. The moment he turns to face me, no doubt feeling my presence, my jaw locks in on his head, crunching it.

“Sienna is my heir.” Everyone in the room, serious men and women, nodded as Richard said so, like that was something easily believed and accepted. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. To go from being the unwanted daughter… to being loved at a glance… and now also an heir? Sure, the rogue territory wasn’t officially recognized by the other packs or the Alpha King, but I could tell just from entering this place, how large and organized the rogues truly were. If Richard was the Rogue King, did that now make me the Rogue Princess? That new title helped ease all the open sores remaining on my heart.

“ this one is mine, it's rare to see a beauty like this” The sisters were already occupied with three hefty strong Ferals, even as Emily tried to overwhelm them with skills, the rogues were just strong and the sisters were just children, there is a limit they can use their strength even as alphas. The rogue’s leader towered over me, his eyes gleaming with a twisted sense of pleasure. “You should’ve run when you had the chance, little Omega,” he sneered. “Now, you’re mine.” I could see the twisted grin on his face, the way his eyes roamed over me as if I were nothing more than a prey. A shiver ran down my spine, my heat pounded in my heart.

She turns and another two also appear behind her and she stands sideways to catch the sight of all four, her heart slowly beginning to pound, she doesn’t know if she can take on all four of them by herself. “It’s the old Luna of this pack, let's take her alive, she’ll be worth a fortune of a ransom,” one of the rogues says as he rubs his palms together, licking his lips, his eyes full of greed and lust. “You are right my friend, she is worth a fortune but a ransom? Now I can’t let you do that,” A deep velvety voice fills the air. It has a melody to it, cold yet soft. “Who the fuck are you?” One of the rogues ask and Leila turns to see a man standing right behind her, she did not even sense h

But here, in this ragged group of outcasts and survivors, I'd found something I'd never had before. Purpose. "I choose you," I said quietly. "All of you. I'm not running." Kael smiled—small but genuine. "Good. Because we need you, Selene. More than you know." “Why do you keep saying that?” I asked. “I’m untrained. I’m unstable. Right now, I’m more danger than help.” He was quiet for a long moment, his expression thoughtful. “I’ve been a rogue for years,” he said finally. “I’ve watched wolves fight, survive, and fall apart. I know what strength looks like. I know what fear looks like. And I know what potential looks like.”