BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 342: Act Like a Rogue

Chapter 342: Act Like a Rogue

DACE

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After speaking with Emilia I wasted no time venturing into the wild, any normal person would think I was here for a fucking hike, but no... I was here for something far more than that. I allowed my nose to lead me and trust me when I say the air was stinking with rogues, it was like my nose could pick them up from even miles away and their scent was more accustomed to my nose like I was some rogue detector.

I have never seen a rogue before except for the one that attacked Emma and me, and even a short-term meeting with one doesn’t guarantee that you could sniff them or not, rogues have a way of masking their scents so that they won’t be detected but right now I smell them perfectly, maybe it’s another side effect of having my DNA rewritten. I was feeling a lot of changes and not just to my emotions... but my emotions were a bigger part of it.

It took everything in me not to shift, I didn’t want to because I was afraid of losing myself. If I did that right now this would be a wall in the park to get where I needed to go but that will do me more harm than good. So walk I shall in this dark lonely forest, the deepest part of the tropical in Juneau where you could barely spot any human, I can see the city like ants view from this distance, just how deep in the forest am I? I have never ventured this deep before.

It was a long walk, and the more I needed to rip my clothes and continue this in my lion form but instead, I thought of my baby girl, god I miss her so bad that I didn’t mind descending the mountains to her and screwing her brains out, how her body would wreck under me as I give her the pleasure of her life, and fuck the sound of her scream as I pound into her.

My fantasy of taking her in the wild resurfaces like it was happening already, gripping her waist as I screw myself into her, or maybe holding onto her beautiful hair as I relentlessly drive her to the means of gratification.

Again not helping! Because the hard-on I had was like a painful torture and I wanted so badly to forget this mission I’m on, at least it makes me forget that I’m on the way to my death, I don’t think I will make it alive. I don’t think I will ever see Emma again and that scared the shit outta me.

Suddenly hearing a branch snap I automatically turned to it in alert, my gold orbs scanning the area in less than a second, they are close alright, I can feel them.

They are everywhere... they definitely have marked this area like some territory because it stinks of nothing but rogues.

"I know you’re there," I said, earning a growl from the shades, just how many are there?

"Come out and face me like the beast you’re!" I growled. "You attacked me at my home, attacked my female and I don’t mind ripping all of you to damn pieces!"

Okay forget the plan to rule them or whatever the shit my dad had in mind, they had the audacity to put Emma in danger, I will rather prefer I kill them all! More growls came and I could tell they were coming forth from the shades.

And just like that about 10 terrifying rogues came forth, growling and snarling as dangerous and fiercer than any werelion I have ever faced.

"Is that all of you?!"

I got a growl in response, this was just the tip of fucking iceberg, they are everywhere, and I’m so screwed.

’We smell your blood’

I heard their voices in my head with an echo and as grumpy, I guess it was given because they have abandoned their human sides for god knows how long.

’It calls to us’

I looked around the 10 closing in on me and I got ready to shift, bloodlust filling my lungs.

’We’ve never sensed a blood as yours that calls us to one place...’

"I know rogues don’t do Prides, I must say I’m shocked to see all of you here in Juneau, and I want you out. You put my family in danger and I can’t have that"

’We come for you only’

"And you have me..." I smirked, spreading my arms like I was offering myself. "Come get me if you can"

In a rage, one of them pounced on me and clawed on my arms I use as a shield, digging into the flesh of my right arm with its sharp canines and almost getting to my bone, my blood flying everywhere like some color splash. But strangely I didn’t feel a thing even though my arm was about to be bitten off... maybe I did feel the pain coursing through my body but I was ignorant to it.

Grabbing the rogue by the mouth in a sharp pull I ripped the mouth open with one hand and blood splatters followed, there was this feeling I got when I saw the blood, there was a strong sense of satisfaction and I couldn’t help the smirk that formed on my lips as I rose to my feet spitting at the rogue I just turned to pieces. My arm was on the verge of falling out of my bone but I didn’t give a fuck.

"Is that all you got?" I was egging them on and I knew that but where was the fun without it?

"Hm?" I made a sound gaining no response from them and only growling. I didn’t even feel the pain in my hand no more because it was already healing.

"Nothing?" I took off my leather jacket now in rips from the attack and then my shirt. "My turn then" I add as I let my lion rage free with a growl enough to shock the very earth. My bones reshaped and my height increased.

And that was when the remaining bastards decided to attack.