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.
VALENCIA'S POV
"You can leave now. Don't worry about me. I will call you if something happens," I told Happy once he dropped me in the caves.
The bird looked at me with an unsure expression.
I know he didn't want to leave my side when he could see how much pain I was in and with my twisted ankle.
I smiled at the bird assuringly, and it moved the tip. of its wings to write something on the soil.
"I will be near," the message said.
I smiled gratefully before nodding, the smile faltering when I saw him leaving.
I couldn't pretend to be okay anymore. It was becoming hard.
The pain, rather than subsiding, was only increasing, and it was making me want to drown in something or just cut myself to ease it.
It was just about arousal. It was literally burning me from the inside.
As I contemplated what to do next, I heard a thick growl laced with anger and urgency, and my heart skipped a beat, knowing who it was.