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
"Are you ready?" Maverick asked me as we stopped outside the pack.
My hand immediately reached for my still intact locket, which worked well to hide my scent.
"Will you stay on my side?" I asked.
There will be arguments. A face-off with Tyler was inevitable because I was sure he wouldn't quickly let go of what happened yesterday.
He will create problems for me, probably by staking a claim on me before everyone, and in that moment, I need to be strong. I would be able to handle him well, but it would be supportive if the party host sided with me.
"Always," Maverick said, and I took a deep, shaky breath.
"Let's go then," I smiled at him.
He immediately nodded at Greta, who nodded back and started the car to enter the pack.
Normally, the party host should've been in the venue already, but he wanted to make an entrance with me, and since he was the strongest, was he really afraid of anyone's judgment?