X Men Evolution Rogue Novels & Stories

With a sudden surge of determination, Xander seized an opening and countered. He disarmed the rogue once again, leaving him defenseless on the forest floor. The rogue, despite his predicament, refused to yield, meeting Xander's gaze with a defiant glare. "Your words won't save you, Alpha," the rogue spat, his voice laced with bitterness. Xander, catching his breath, stood tall. "Perhaps not. But the strength of a united pack will ensure that your rebellion remains futile."

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.

I would have chuckled at his description of Monica, but my focus was on the rogues. As we approached the scene Xander dug into the earth with his paws launching us forward, jaws open and striking one of the rogues in the hind quarter, pulling him off one of our own warriors. Xander’s head snapped to the side flinging the wolf off, but I wasn’t expecting who it was under him. My heart clenched in my chest as I stared at the gapping wound in the man’s throat. Xander spun and pounced on the rogue, tearing him apart, limb by limb. Xander attacked the next rogue, gutting it with his front paws as it leapt in the air. The wolf landed with a hard thud to the ground and Xander ripped him to shr

“ 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

“It doesn’t matter; you’re mated now. I am happy for you.” “What about you? Have you found a mate?” “I did, when I turned 18. She was older by two years. About a week after we met, there was a rogue attack; she was one of the few who didn’t make it. It all made sense why Dylan hated Owen. It isn’t because of who Owen is; it is because Owen is considered a rogue. Dylan probably blames all rogues for losing his mate. “I am sorry to hear that.” I touched his shoulder and gave a sympathetic smile.

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands had joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell a victim of their battle.

No! He knew it. Alice was the only one that Rogue didn't even hurt. Was it because she was an independent wolf? But today's omega was also an independent Or maybe there was something else. Did he not hurt women? Maybe even after being bloodthirsty rogue he had his morals of not hurting women maybe.

I won't have time to think nonsense; most of my time will be spent treating the injured. The war never ended for a single day. I don't know much about fighting, so I didn't ask Elias much. But I heard Marcus report that Blood Moon is continuously winning. Elias has tracked down most of the small packs of Rogues in the forest. They are people who have cooperated with Asher before. Elias didn't want me to get involved in those things because he didn't want to haunt me. But I know the end of those Rogues was tragic. "Luna, have you had lunch yet?" Lily carried the lunch box and walked next to me.

“Xan made it clear that he was not planning on staying. Why are you so determined to get answers out of him?” He didn’t answer me immediately. A few minutes of silence passed between us before he lowered his legs and glanced at me. My eyes dropped to his arm when he pressed his fingertips to his right wrist. “He’s a rogue.” “You went through his stuff.” Knox didn’t even deny it. “How do you know he’s a rogue? Maybe he’s looking for more of his kind.” A scoff fell from his lips. “He has scent blockers and weapons. It’s not something that someone carries around if they are looking for more of their kind.”

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.