The Rogue Prince Audiobook Novels & Stories

I hastily stood and faced the alpha king, and bowed. It turned out he was not the only one. On his side was another man. It was the prince— Elijah. Back then, I saw him as the playful one, but this time, it seemed he turned into someone serious. His movements were alert, constantly looking at the side for any potential enemies. Other than Elijah, there were no more warriors. "Your Majesty," I said, reminded of what the rogue had taught me. It should be Your Majesty. Not Your Highness. "You're here. It's too dangerous to be out in the open. The rogues are attacking the dungeon!"

my father's voice boomed over the speakers. I grabbed a jacket, ready to run for the safe room. But as soon as I opened my door, a huge figure blocked my path. A rogue stood at the end of the hall, staring at me with greed. "The little princess of the Crescent Moon," he licked his lips. "I hear your blood can strengthen a wolf's soul? Let me have a taste." I took a step back, my heart pounding. The rogue’s scent hit me like a physical blow—he was strong, at least a Beta.

“We don’t want more trouble than we already have.” The Crescent Moon Pack is not the only pack living inside Baciu Forest. I was around fifteen when the Elders gave Caleb Black, one of the most feared rogues in the country, land near our territory. From what I have heard, he has built a village and gathered many rogues to live there. This year he announced he has a pack—The Black Ruby Rogue Pack. Many are scared of the rogues, and some packs have even tried to attack Caleb Black and his village, but intricate spells ward his territory, and no one can enter.

He doesn't see that we're severely outnumbered. Slowly I move my hand over my pocket, where I can feel the handle of the dagger, I curve my fingers over it and ready myself. Nareena steps forwards, the males flank her sides. It's clear she's their newly appointed leader. That's the thing about rogues, they don't care if you're male or female, they just need someone as corrupt as them to lead them down the winding path of destruction. Out the corner of my eye, I see two wolves emerge from either side of me. They have me surrounded and I'm sorely outvoted. The wolves step closer, exposing their canines.

Without another word, he turned and left, the door closing behind him with a soft, final click. A thick, heavy silence pressed down on me. I stared at the floor, my whole body trembling. What was the Rogue King going to do to me? Kill me? Feed me to scavengers? Torture me for information? Use me to threaten my father? The Rogue King rose from his throne and closed the distance between us. His hand, unexpectedly warm, cupped my chin. He tilted my head up, forcing me to meet his piercing gaze. Moonlight caught his face—sharp jaw, full lips, eyes that gleamed like dark amber even in the low light.

The rogue hissed harshly, flailing his hands in frustration in the space between us. “The palace banks are for the soldiers and everyone else…if I open it, Gotham could starve-” I stammered, but the rogue cut me off with an enraged shout, making me jerk back with a wince. “THEN LET THEM! THE PRINCE IS GOING TO FUCKING DIE! DON'T YOU FUCKING GET IT?!” He thundered, and heat bloomed in my chest before I nodded to the guards waiting by the sides, giving the order. “If we just hold on a little longer-” Roderigo growled but I held up a hand to stop him.

I heard the rogue plead desperately, his voice breaking at the end of his sentence. His left hand? Had I heard that right? The rogue was scared that Prince Griffin was going to kill him that he offered up his hand? A split second later, a blood-curdling scream ripped through the cell. What had happened? Had Prince Griffin…killed him? But then I heard the rogue exclaim: “Aaaaahhh! My hand—my hand!” I knew in that moment that Griffin had torn the rogue’s hand clean off.

I hesitate but move in his direction. His cackles ring inside my ears once I am close enough. I watch as his soldiers clear a path for me. My Gammas stick close behind, their hands remaining on their weapons, ready to shoot at any moment. “Ah! Welcome, False King!” The Rogue King’s gravelly voice calls to me. I approach his table and glance at the empty chair. I take a seat after he gestures to it and push my back into it, acting unfazed. “I thought I told you to come alone.”

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.

"He will kill you," she whispered in a calm voice, though she was trembling from inside she maintained her strong composure, looking him straight in the eyes, she continued. "He will take his right back from you," Henry narrowed his eyes at her, not at all liking her courage and her faith towards that bastard. "He is nothing but a rogue," Henry hissed. "You killed his parents. You took over his pack. But you forget to kill him. Now, he is the king of the rogues, coming back to take his throne." Riley said loud and clear in a strong voice.