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?
VALENCIA'S POV
"So, are you ready to enter the party of one of the most notorious gangs in the state?" Aiden asked me, probably hoping to see some fear in my eyes.
Oh boy, now who is supposed to tell him that I have shed more blood in the last six weeks than he might've in his entire life?
Then again, it's not like it bothers me at all. I am good at pretending to be naive and clueless.
Or that's what I thought until I walked inside the venue and looked at the snipers on display.
What the hell?
Aiden and his dad held such high-tech snipers in this state? They weren't even available in the entire nation.
"Isn't that the famous Light sniper that is said to shoot a bullet at the speed of light with one of the best recoils and aim assist in the market?" I asked Aiden.
He looked at me for a few seconds before he held my hand and forced me to walk in another direction.