The Rogue Is A Female Alpha Novels & Stories

He studied me for a moment, and I couldn't tell if he was surprised I didn't already know or if he'd expected this question. "Kieran Croft," he said. The name hit me like a physical blow. Kieran Croft. I knew that name. Everyone in the territories knew that name. It came with warnings and whispered stories and a reputation that made other Alphas nervous. Kieran Croft was the Rogue Alpha, the feared leader of Silverthorn, the man accused of betraying the coalition and standing outside the Alpha King's trust. He was the Alpha other packs avoided, the one parents used to scare their children into behaving, the one who operated by his own rules and didn't answer to anyone.

He also said that the Alphas were very furious and by that, I already knew my fate. The nicest thing that can happen to me, is for me to be asked to leave the pack alive. Because, according to the werewolves constitution, any Alpha has the right to execute any rogue he finds in his pack. So there is a high chance that I would be executed. Rose and Lisa wanted to take me clothes shopping so that according to them, “I will look too beautiful for the Pack to execute me.” But then I couldn’t walk around the pack since I am a rogue, so since Lisa has more fashion sense than Rose she volunteered to do the shopping and bring it here to Rose’s house.

Its Rowena, I don’t think a princess is ever going to be a sacrifice. Silence followed after I had said that,but I felt his tension ease. I looked at him in a way he wouldn’t know, I wanted to take all his features, his looks and the way he looked at me when I wasn’t starring. Why do they call you the rogue Alpha , I found myself asking. When I asked that question it seemed to get his attention because he looked at me. I don’t go with their rules princess and I don’t worship their stupid moon goddess who abandoned my people when your people turned against us or because I protected my people with my own power.

"I missed you." Her eyes grew misty. "I missed you too, sweetheart. I wanted to visit, but they said..." She trailed off, her mouth tightening. "I know." Rogue wolves didn't get visitors. Not family. Not friends. Not anyone. It was part of the punishment — complete isolation. "It's okay. You're here now." She sat on the edge of the bed, studying my face with the intensity only someone who'd helped raise you could manage. "How are you really doing? This whole situation with the Alpha and Elena..."

"If you don't reject him, I'll have to declare him a rogue and banish him from this pack. We don't need him here." "You can't do that father. He is your subject! You can't maltreat your pack members for no reason! That will be outrageous!" I yelled. I couldn't believe my ears. Being declared a rogue was the worst thing that could happen to a werewolf — aside from being rejected. A rogue was an outlaw, one without a pack. He was sent out of his home to roam about the deadly forest alone. Rogues were helpless wolves without the protection of an alpha and they were open to any attack whatsoever

Their eyes glowed an eerie yellow, and their expressions were cold. Rogues. Kael’s expression hardened immediately. “I wondered when you’d show yourselves,” he said calmly. One of the rogues stepped forward, a tall scarred wolf with a cruel smile. “Our Alpha will be very pleased tonight,” the rogue said. Aria’s stomach dropped. “Our orders were simple,” the rogue continued, his eyes sliding toward her. “Bring the girl alive.” Aria’s blood turned cold. Kael’s silver eyes darkened as his claws slowly slid out.

But fear. “…You’re sure?” his voice cut through the quiet. One of the rogues nodded quickly. “I saw it myself.” The Alpha’s eyes narrowed slightly. “…Say it again.” The rogue swallowed. “She’s not normal.” A low chuckle escaped the Alpha. “None of them are.” “No,” the rogue insisted quickly. “This one is different.” That caught his attention. The Alpha tilted his head slightly. “…Different how?” The rogue hesitated, glancing briefly at the others before speaking again.

Cassa asked. “I don’t have any details about her or what she looks like. Just that she’s a beta,” I replied. “He might’ve confused her with you.” “Surely,” she nodded. “But he’s not a rogue, right? Can an Alpha even be a rogue with his pack?” She raised her camera in my direction. “It’s not unheard of, but that’s not our problem to sort out. We can’t let a rogue exist,” I said. “What are you up to?”

A rogue being the First Alpha Prince seemed ridiculous to me but I knew not everyone had the same unwavering hatred towards rogues that I did. Then there was the fact that they said she was dying. I hadn’t known a werewolf to have their body begin to shut down but I wasn’t about to argue with them. It was true I also hadn’t seen any wolf with two robotic limbs and a robotic eye. So, everything seemed plausible with this rogue. Plus, she was an Alpha. Not just any Alpha but the rumored Rogue King and these two were her Beta’s. It seemed completely absurd. “Doesn’t she go off and do her own thing often?” Charles asked.

**Alana's POV*** “Alana, so you're the Alpha of the rogues?” At first, I had thought I was going to pass out from anxiety but when I realized the position I held, I know that this isn't a time to be scared but a time for me to show everyone that I'm precisely what they say I am. “You're right. I am the Alpha of the rogues, and I was just informed that you'll be joining hands with the Gray Moon pack to battle with me.”