Novel & Cerita The Rogue Prince Audiobook

My head turned to the side, and I was shocked to find my next challenge sitting on a rock with hands and legs folded, a scowl on his face. The man was no other than the Rogue King, Darius McCallister. He was me!

The guards roughly dragged me outside, holding me by the arms with a punishing grip. "Tana!" I heard my mother's voice from close by. I turned to look at her as she ran towards me. I noticed the onlookers gathering around to witness the scene. I heard murmurs from close by. "Tana, what's going on? Why are they holding you?" My mother inquired as she neared. I could hear the fear in her voice as she asked. I knew she was scared, wondering what had occurred before this outcome. "Philip… he…" my voice broke as I tried to make a coherent word. It just hurts, thinking about everything that has conspired to this moment. How do I tell my mother that her only daughter was going to be exiled from the

So the two personal guards felt that strolling around a place filled with rogues is not a thing that their crown prince should do. Crown Prince Rogeus immediately understood the thoughts of his two personal guards from their expressions. He also felt uncomfortable at first at the thought of mingling with rogues, but other than the difference in them being connected and cut off from their clans link, Crown Prince Rogeus did not see that much of a difference while he was observing the streets yesterday.

I had seen it from leering strangers on the street and at school, but this was a thousand times more intense, more dangerous. “My, my, Zormel wasn’t lying. Your eyes are stunning,” he murmured, his head tilting as his eyes continued their obscene tour of my body. “Tell me… how did you, The Rogue Human, manage to seduce The Crown Prince?” Seduce? The word was an insult. I glared, my lips pressed into a tight line. I would not give him the satisfaction of my voice. I wouldn’t grace him with words. Instead, I gathered any saliva left in my mouth and spat directly in his face.

Tom couldn't be bothered right now leaving me to take up the mantle, my mind was a mess as I wondered what to do next. “Princess?” The elder's smooth voice drew me out of my thoughts, shaking my head. I turned to find him and the other staring at me. A flush of red spread through my neck and ear. “Sorry?” He sighed, ignoring the scoff from the elders as he repeated himself, “What are we to do? The rogue do you think—” I shook my head, “Fret not…the Rogues will not be returning anything soon. Although we couldn't catch the mastermind, we dealt enough damage to cripple their advances.”

I stormed out of the room, unable to be close to her any longer. Ever since the day I saw Alison on the battleground, I’ve been unable to get her out of my mind! I even ran into a physical problem when Otsana tried to seduce me! I never had that problem before! It was infuriating! Then I find out that Alison is the rogue king’s lost daughter, and she had been living here all this time, which meant the rogue king had more than enough reason to wage war against us.

He smirked. “Who are you? And why are you after me? Most importantly, who sent you to this place?” I decided to step closer to him, knowing the glass was a very thick and strong barrier between the both of us. “Nice to meet you, I’m Rodriguez, the rogue prince. I can’t say the reason why I’m after you because I don’t know it, I’m simply following instructions, and to be honest, I think my father is a pawn, I don’t know who gives him all these messages but I know he is also following instructions, he’s not the mastermind.” He muttered with his face down.

He stared out at the people now, entirely lost to his own thoughts. I walked to his side, not saying anything yet. Instead, I looked out as he did, seeing everyone moving about, going along with their day. It was probably a normal Tuesday for most. I waited for Damien to speak. We stood in comfortable silence for a full thirty seconds, and when he did start to speak, he did not look at me, keeping his gaze straight ahead at the people. His people. “The rogue prisoner made things very clear to me. This isn’t just an idea of a war any longer. The rogues have been planning and training for years to try to take our packs for themselves,” he said. “They want to overthrow Alpha King Benedict and i

"Sophia must complete the ceremony today. What the hell is wrong with you?" Right at that moment, the iron gates on the edge of the square were kicked open. The border Warriors flew out like kites with broken strings, crashing onto the long tables. The man dressed entirely in black walked in slowly and methodically. Behind him trailed a squad of werewolves reeking of a foul stench. He wasn't an ordinary Rogue. He was the Rogue King—the king of stray wolves whom even the Council couldn't handle, commanding the largest Rogue camp in North America. The territory in his hands wasn't on the Council's map, but it was larger than any official Pack.

Seraphine waited until the hall was a bit quieter and asked, "I understand that we all want to save her, however, while we were able to rescue the prince, it'll be even more difficult to approach Her Majesty again, now that the Rogue King has lost his son." Someone in the crowd immediately retorted, "Are you saying we should just abandon our queen?" "We have strong troops and warriors. We're not afraid of the Rogue King!" another followed. I sighed inwardly. Those who were the loudest obviously hadn't faced Ethan directly on the battlefield before. Had they seen Ethan and his men before, they would know to never underestimate the Alpha of Drogomor– or the Rogue King. Regardless of whether Et