Rogue Parents の小説・ストーリー

"Did I offend you that you don't want me to know about him?" Roga had always thought Carldo wouldn't forget his trauma. It made him always avoid the company of others because he was scared they'd hurt him like Edrand used to hurt him. It made Carldo feel less of himself, and that had worried Roga for years. However, hearing that her son had a secret lover was the best news the female had ever heard in a while. "Of course not, mother. It's just, both of us decided to keep it low for now," He barely smiled after that, making the woman nod.

"How about I have you dealt with, after getting banished out of the pack, you still have the guts to speak to me, you disgusting piece of shit of a rogue." Kijani chuckled. "Too bad, I'm not a rogue as you hope for me to be, I'm a lot different than you think, different from you and your stupid ass.' "It doesn't change the fact that you are still a rogue who was banished from its pack and thrown out into the forest." "At least, I got accepted by another pack, by the people who love me, not monsters like your parents." "Don't bring your parents into this, bastard." "You are still a jerk I see, a puppet for the pack, the good lad that never offends, never hurts the feelings of anyone, fulfilli

“In essence, one of your parents suffers from the rogue gene. Since your parents are either mates or your father is an Alpha, this makes you a carrier. It’s a common occurrence with children whose parents are mates, yet one has the rogue gene. This will not have a direct impact on you or your quality of life. It will only affect you should you choose you have children with someone who is not your mate. Not only will your child have the rogue gene, but they will suffer from it immensely.” In one fell swoop, my stomach and any lingering hopes of a normal life, were smashed into dust. Every muscle in my body wanted to turn to Hael, to see the look in his eyes after hearing that he would be the

I felt offended by the accusation even though the wound on my arms protested otherwise. “Xyrra, your father is a rogue.” I frowned. “A what now?” “Rogue. Rogues are werewolves that have either left the pack of their own free will or been kicked out of their pack. In your dad’s case, it was the latter, he was banned from his pack.” Despite everything else, I felt my body tense. “Are you telling me that my father is a criminal in your world? As in he has broken some of the werewolves’ laws or something?”

Rogues chose to act like wild animals and their attacks were personal and targeted against those they believed had wronged them in some way. My stepfather had been a rogue through and through. He had likely been banished from his pack and went on the prowl. Mom and I had been easy prey for him. He had the looks with blond shoulder length hair, killer biceps and eyes like a summer sky, the genteel manners, and the honeyed words. Mom fell right into his trap. It didn’t help that most of the wolves I’d met since, were abnormally good looking. That made them even worse predators.

I'd wasted enough time trying to solve this horrible crime. When I came to Cleo's suite, I knocked on the door loudly. She opened the door and had an unreadable expression on her face. "I wonder who the Rogue wolf is. I've been thinking about it, and something doesn't add up." She paused and said, "Why would this Rogue kill your parents? Wouldn't he or she want to go after the Alpha instead?" "I don't understand that either. That's why I need to investigate my parents' murder where it happened."

I sigh. " I will presume that the people you grew up with are either Rogues on the run or not your real family " " well I'm not sure what a Rogue means but I did have my suspicions about them being my true family or not, I am the youngest but grew the quickest, I'm brunette while they all have black hair and brown eyes, and as you can see mine are grey but my mom always said I looked like her father who died a long time ago and she doesn't have any photos of him to show me so that's what I went with, genes are a funny thing you see " rightttttt.

My world is completely torn apart in seconds and I'm heartbroken but I can't crumple now! A mist of rage sweeps over my eyes while a fit of anger I've never known before burns through my veins, I completely lose it and tear into the Rogues that killed my parents. My parents and a lot of our warriors have already been killed and those disgusting Rogues are still coming from the forest, there's too many of them, and I soon realize we ain't going to win this battle there's too many of them, this is over, our pack is over.