Beast Alpha and His Cursed Luna
Mature Content- Rated18+ (No rape) "You look lonely and well..." "Well?" The Alpha gave her a condescending smile. "Broken. Like someone who has fought a lot of battles. Someone who has been hurt." She said. "It's true. And thus, I am ready to fight even more battles if it promises what I want," Alpha Maverick said. "And what do you want?" She asked with a sweet smile. "Death. Death of all the rogues for what they did to me," Alpha Maverick said, looking at the girl who became stiff beside him. "You are not a rogue, are you?" Alpha Maverick looked into her enchanting eyes, his hand caressing her cheeks, making her smile awkwardly. She was indeed a rogue, and not just any normal rogue, but one wanted by the entire world. ~~~~~~ "I, Valencia Brooklyn, reject Tyler Anderson as my fateful mate. I would rather accept death than a disloyal mate." These were the exact words that changed her life. Since this werewolf world couldn't accept her for being an omega and not having a wolf, she decided to do the exact same thing. She became a rogue that everyone started fearing and looking for. A rogue who killed other rogues, stole from people, rejected an alpha, deceived the council, and most importantly, lived among humans while breaking all laws and norms. What will happen when someone from the council gives her anonymous case to the strongest alpha in the world? An alpha even stronger than the Alpha King's son? How will she save herself from an alpha who has vowed to kill all the rogues to avenge what they did with him? How will Maverick Aurelius catch this mysterious rogue who doesn't have a scent? When they first meet, he should've killed her, but how was he supposed to recognize her when she was a mere cat? Valencia never turned into her wolf because she was cursed to be a shapeshifter. How will the alpha recognise the rogue in the cat who has developed a weird habit of coming into his room and playing with his things? ~~~~~ P.S. This is my second WSA 2024 entry. Please support with votes, gift, tickets and comments.
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THIRD PERSON'S POV
"Sir, we did the things you told us about. What should we do next?" The subordinate entered the room and saw his leader smoking a cigar while looking out the hotel window.
The man turned around, the long wound mark on his neck from the last time he got into a fight with Alpha Maverick scarring his skin.
It was a painful wound that aches occasionally, reminding him what kind of feud he had with Maverick.
"What about the attack? Have our people found out who was the man who helped that bitch escape the attacking zones? It was clearly not Maverick's men," The leader took a whiff of his cigar, his brows knitted when his gaze fell on a she-wolf crossing the street.
"That girl, ask someone to bring her to me," The leader said.
The subordinate looked at the she-wolf, who looked like she had barely reached legal age. She was standing near the zebra cross with a set of books in her hands.