Paranormal Academy

Rogues

On our way to where the rogues were locked up, Collin filled me in on what happened. He said that it was just one of the usual cases, they crossed the border to pick a fight because they want the land. One thing you should know about rogues are that they are either power hungry, egotistic jerks or a nice person that just prefers to be alone. (There a very few of the latter because few wolves like to be alone.)

These rouges are obviously the first type I said. The only reason they need me to go check on things is because they had a much larger amount of rouges with them than normal, causing a few of my wolves to be injured, which does not sit well with me at all. Collin says that they estimated about fifty wolves with them today, but the majority of them were small submissive wolves, and that means it was easy for my wolves to kill all the wolves they had to, to get the others to surrender. Of course they won't be spared, however, this gives me the chance to figure out what they want. And why they had such a large group instead of the usually five-ish ten-ish amount.

We're almost there when Collin suddenly speeds up and has to pull me along.

"Tayson says that the larger one is very strong and is starting to snap at them. We need to hurry if you want to talk to him before they have to kill him." After he finishes, we start to sprint there. Tayson is my third,oh, and if you haven't guessed already, Collin is my Beta. We definitely need to talk to the leader of the group if he's strong enough that the packs guardians can't handle him.

We finally get there and see a 5 foot wolf growling at all of them, some of the guardians hold there head because of how strong the urge to help him is. It's all begging to make me really angry and that doesn't bode well for the wolf. When I get angry, people die and it's usually the ones who make me angry who end up in pieces on the ground.

I look straight into the eyes of the rogue and shout, "Change back! Now!" I put a lot of power behind the words, forcing him to change back immediately. I grab some sweatpants from one of my pack members and throw them at the rogue. I don't want to have to see all of him while we talk.

As soon as he changes I can see that he's a rather handsome guy, he looks to be in his late twenties or early thirties, but you can never really know with werewolves cause we age very slowly. The fact that he looks to be that old means he's probably a couple hundred years old already. He has dirty blonde hair with dull blue eyes, that are half wolf. He has a pretty nice build with no abs, which is kinda disappointing,

I can feel that my eyes are still partly green from my wolf 'cause of how mad I am.

"Why are you here?" I ask, letting my wolf out a little more. My words echo, since I 'm angry and can't control the amount of power I put behind them.

My wolf enjoys the way the one in question flinches. I can feel a satisfied smile spread across my face when I see a little wet spot on the sweatpants he's wearing. Then I get a little grossed out cause, Oh My God, that is beyond disgusting. He starts to tremble and opens his mouth to speak.

"W-w-we are h-here to-to take your l-l-la-nd." He stutters throughout the whole sentence, causing me to laugh. See, I told you he was going to say something like that.

"Why do you have so many wolves?" Most people tell me that I can be blunt, but I see no point in trying to lighten the blow. A lot of times when you do that you sugarcoat it too much, making it a lie. There is no point in doing that if you want to get the truth out of them.

The rogue starts to smirk, then he looks at me and the smirk drops.

"I-I g-gathered them all to-together t-telling th-them th-that we would t-take over th-the p-pack if-if we had enough of us. And-and that my-my mate is a-apart of your-your p-p-pack and that she could h-help us get in." Once he gets through the sentence, which took him a few minutes to say, I'm beyond angry.

"Is this true?" I try to sound as calm as possible, but I'm not entirely sure if it works or not.

He starts to shake uncontrollably, when he speaks his words come out surprisingly calm.

"Yes. But it wasn't her fault, she didn't want to do anything like this, but the bond was strong. She's my mate. You can't hurt her, please, don't hurt her. I forced her to help by telling I that'd I'd reject her if she didn't. Please!" When he starts to cry his eyes out, I know I've had enough. Unfortunately, before I kill him I need to figure out who his mate is.

"Who. Is. Your. Mate?" I try to dampen my power a little, but it's impossible when I'm ready for the kill.

"Carly Telki" As soon as he says those words I change into my wolf. My wolf is one of the rarest type out there, in fact everyone thought it was legend until I was born and they saw me with there own eyes. I have pure black fur that looks blue with white socks on all of my paws and a white rose on the crown of my head.

I stalk around him for a minute, playing with him, then I attack. I may love to hunt, but I don't like to see pain or suffering unless it's absolutely necessary. That is why I go straight for his neck and break it, which kills him instantly. After that, I let my wolf take over and rip him to shreds.