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Leo and Valerie found the rogues comforting to stick with for the time being. “Why do you say so though?” Valerie asked out of curiosity. She wanted to know why anybody would want to reject their own mate. “Joyce here happens to be a soldier in our former pack. In fact she is skilled in combat and is feared by all men.” Levi said. “Here is the thing about Joyce's thoughts about men; she doesn’t date them, and she kills them.” Mason added as they all laughed once again while Joyce pouted. “But it is true.. Men are the definition of the gender with animalistic tendencies and they are always in their feelings and lastly are filled up with egoism.” The guys coughed, trying to remind her that the

Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

"We brought a solution, but the palace does not want to embrace this solution. Well, maybe until it gets to a point of regret before they realise." Martin was about to say something else when they started hearing chaos in the training ground. The three brothers exchanged glances, and without wasting another second, they all rushed out of the room to see what was going on. Martin gasped when he saw that his pack was under attack again. The three brothers immediately grew their claws and jumped into the battlefield. This was the first time Martin would fight against the rogues together with his brothers. He didn't need a sword or a dagger. He grew his claws and his fangs and entered the battl

“Did you think you could lay your filthy hands on what’s ours and live to tell about it?” The rogue whimpered, clawing at Xavier’s wrist, but Xavier didn’t let go. Instead, he ripped out his heart. The limp body dropped, but Xavier barely looked at it before stepping over it like trash and moving for the next. Rolex was a storm of rage, moving so fast I could barely see him. He tackled two rogues at once, his claws tearing through muscle, his movements a deadly dance. One rogue tried to run, but he caught him by the throat, slamming him against a tree so hard the trunk cracked.

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

“ So, got a boyfriend? “ Roy winked at me, making me chuckle. “ Something I should know ? “ Daxtor leaned forward, elbows resting on the table with hands intertwined and stared at me like an overprotective brother he was. “ No. Not yet. “I laughed a little and answered him, feeling myself relax for the first time since I came downstairs. It felt nice talking to him. Normal. But I could still feel Cassian’s eyes on me the whole time. Blazing. Angry. Like my mere presence was ruining his morning. I tried to focus on Lawrence. He was still so handsome and I took a bite of my pancake but then I started catching pieces of another conversation happening at the other end of the table. “…pack patrol

The sound of his shift was thunder in the small space. I pressed myself against the back wall of the cave, and my legs gave out. The stone bit into my back. The heat still pulsed through me, a sick rhythm that made everything blur at the edges, and I watched the fight like it was happening underwater. Bastian's wolf was a monster. Black fur, one ear torn, shoulders thick as boulders. He caught the first rogue by the throat and threw it against the cave wall hard enough that I heard bones crack. But the second rogue was already on his flank, and the third circled toward the fire, toward me.

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

“Did you have fun leaving a scar on the face of your enemy?” “Yes, I did,” she keeps shaking like a fucking leaf over what has been displayed before her. People from other regions aren't fucking used to how bloody we, the Rogues can be. We are destructive and messy. Rough and most of us are street dogs. We hunt whatever and whoever we see as prey. This is part of our pride. But lately, every Rogue has been on the low since Alpha Arkon took over his father. He has changed a lot of our policies, creating boredom in our region. He is too soft-hearted as an Alpha. And this is why he must have me by his side as his Luna.