#Chapter 77 – The Rogue King

Olivera A pack of rogues. It's not exactly a normal status of an Alpha, but I wasn't really looking for this position, it found me instead. I was the largest rogue in these woods, throwing my weight around in territory fights, in mating fights for she-wolves looking for a good time, but eventually it became clear there needed to be a change around here. The elders are the top wolves of all the clans, like peace keepers, and since the little Alexander clan family drama went down, the elders have been working hard to crack down on rogues before we all turn Lycan. They can't stand to fight us when we are Lycan. Then everyone would see how pathetic and weak they are in comparison. Besides the ego trip the elders have been on, they have also decided to kill any rogue in their path, hunting them down like rabbits. It took a small raid, a deadly encounter, for the elders to kill a few innocent rogues looking for a pack to join but were slaugh