Romans & histoires I'm Sorry Women Rodrick

Send me to the Borderland. They believed they were sending me to my death. They thought they’d won. But when I shut my eyes, my mind screamed at me to stay strong and push back, as I only saw my mother's face and that one name. Roderic. If I were a monster, I would get the man who taught the world how to be a monster. I had to get through this morning.

I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, finally letting the tears stream down my face. I had been through so much. Too much. First my mate at River Moon rejected me, and now Alpha Ronan, my second mate, hated me too. No one wanted me. Not even the ones the Moon Goddess had chosen for me. It felt like the universe was punishing me for something I didn’t do. And to make it worse, I didn't even have my wolf. The moon goddess must really hate me. I was just a weak shewolf without a wolf whom nobody wants.

She was the thing the monsters feared now. She came down hard on another Aetherfang trying to pull away, tore one wing open, and sent it crashing into the dirt just beyond the line where Michael and two Vandwood wolves finished it in a spray of mud and blood. Roderick saw that too. Saw the kill. Saw the chain of it. Saw the life in his own body continuing because the woman he accused had returned in gold and terror instead of letting the pack burn. Good. I hoped the shame lived long.

"Don't blame me then." A woman in black robes walked out from behind her. "This is the witch I've hired. She can use dark magic to synchronize your memories with everyone present. Once the dark magic begins, your body will feel like it's being torn apart and there will be no chance to stop." I instantly snapped back to reality and struggled desperately, making the chains on my hands and feet clank loudly. I screamed, "No, no! Don't share my memories!" Sienna sneered, strangling my neck and saying viciously, "Do you know why I fought so hard to become the Alpha Female, even going so far as to kill my loser brother?"

Two pack warriors pinned me down and strapped me into the steel chair. The restraints bit into my rotting flesh. I screamed. Nick lifted the helmet. Its surface bristled with long needles. He looked down at me. "Last chance." I looked at him. A face so much like Glen's. Tears slid down my cheeks, mixing with blood. "I'm sorry... Nick... I'm sorry..." "Sorry doesn't mean shit!" He slammed the helmet onto my head. Freezing metal clamped around my skull. Then the needles drove in.

But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has with her mate Asher. I hate to admit it out loud, because I like being this tough, Alpha badass bitch and I don’t want to give the men reasons to doubt me by falling into female cliches—the woman who can’t wait to get married and have a family—or showing weakness. So, I don’t admit it out loud, I keep my loneliness to myself. Except for times like now when Cayden decides to be a pain in my ass. “Scar”, Cayden says simply, looking me right in the eye.

She drifted past me, her crimson robes whispering against the polished floor, fingertips brushing along the leaves of another trimmed bush as though we were talking about nothing more than flowers. “The Alpha always had an eye for potential,” she chuckled. “But he was greedy. Obsessed. Power was his only bride. Do you remember, Zade, what he did to his wives? What he did to me?” I swallowed once, jaw tight. “I remember.” “Women plucked from powerful bloodlines,” she said, her voice venom wrapped in velvet. “Married to him like trophies. Forced to give him daughters he slaughtered and sons he paraded. And when those women were drained of their usefulness…”

Because with or without the bond, she's the woman I want by my side. I chose her to be only human, now that I confirm our connection and compatibility as wolves, I´m not going to let her go. Because although her character is fearsome, she is still my destiny. “If I´m afraid of my wife, then am I really an alpha leader? “She is too and from an excessively big herd, Serrano. So, no one will blame you if you walk away from such a cruel woman. “The problem is that we complement each other so much because I´m cruel too, Rodrigo. I have started to get up, so, you will soon realize that the moon goddess was not wrong to unite our destinies even when we were running away from this one.” I answer.

“You should know that we can never be together. If you were stupid enough to imagine it, kill the thought. You are a slave. My slave for that matter and it can never happen." Olivia knew what he was trying to say but she didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to let go so easily. With a deep breath, Xander said the words that caused her legs to almost give way. “I Alpha Xander Adams, reject you Olivia Stone as my mate." The tears she had been looking for suddenly came, gushing down her face like a river. Was she surprised? No. But she had thought maybe there was a chance. “I won't keep you here. You're freed from me, you can return to your pack today and never come back. Else, you will n

It felt like the world around me was crashing into a million bits. “Tears are for the weak little wolf,” Rogue Alpha said, shaking my face. “The weak don’t cry, they take action to agree to my plan and you will see your father suffer.” I opened my mouth to speak and heard a roar behind me and saw Lee in his human form being held down by one of the Beta from the Rogue pack. “Down,” the Beta growled as he kicked Lee to the ground, preventing him from moving. “You’re a slime Lily. So, you would agree to his plan. You’re that desperate for Love? You should be ashamed of yourself, you weak defenceless woman.”