Mha Rody Novels & Stories

"You're... You're not bleeding." "Sorry to disappoint you, little wolf." Ragnar walks forward, his boots echoing off the stone floor like a countdown till he is right in front of me. Up close, his golden eyes are almost hypnotizing, making it feel so natural to do whatever he wants. He could have fooled me with his white coat and stethoscope, but the image of the hooded man with a scythe isn't so easy to forget. "How are you not bleeding?" I struggle for the words. "Interesting, isn't it?" He leans down, lifting my chin. "Just like how you're still alive."

a loud, commanding voice suddenly boomed across the room. Before Ariel could unleash another wave of assault, Adrian, the junior chief editor came rushing to the rescue. He pushed his way through the crowd of onlookers, his face completely dark with anger as he stepped directly between Ariel and Valeria’s desk, shielding the crying girl from any further harm.

"Andrew, you're really putting on a show here! If I didn't already know what a nobody you are, I might've actually believed you!" Rodney was one of Jayrodale's Four Most Eligible Bachelors, and he ranked higher than Dexter. Not only that, but because he trained at Madblade Martial Academy, he was notoriously arrogant. He did not even give guys like Harvey and Michael the time of day, let alone someone like Dexter. So, the idea that Rodney would rush over because Andrew called? That was laughable. If anything, Dexter figured that if Andrew did run into Rodney, he would probably drop to his knees in terror.

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

“—She’s dead, Detective. Ms. Rodriguez is dead.” @cycy

Ashley got busted because she couldn't bear such anger within her. "I am Rodriguez, son of Ophelia and the late Alpha, and I have decided who the next Alpha will be." Rodriguez declared, pointing at himself, his voice cold and menacing. "I, Rodriguez, will be the next Alpha of the Midnight Prowlers pack," he declared furiously as he clenched his fists tightly. Ashley's jaw dropped as Ophelia began to clap. "What!" Logan, Albert, and Michael reacted in unison. "You are the son of a mere court maiden—a court maiden to the Queen! So how dare you declare yourself alpha?" Logan asked as he stood up from his chair and quickly walked up to Rodriguez, dragging him by his collar.

I say. Rhoda scoffs. “So dramatic.” She rolls her eyes, then turns and walks away. Seconds later, she returns with another tulle dress in her arms. I blink, stunned. I glance around, mentally counting to make sure all eight of us are present. “I knew somebody would try to ruin this performance by being irresponsible,” she says coolly. “It’s my first time taking lead, and I won’t let anyone ruin this.” I look up at her. Rhoda, like most werewolves, is tall and striking. Her thick black hair falls in perfect waves over her shoulders. Her hazel-brown eyes— unlike her brother’s — are sharp.

Logan emphasized that Rhoda might feel more comfortable confiding in Sandra, given their shared experiences. However, Uncle Daryl, known for his cautious nature, chimed in with a warning. He advised us to take precautions by assigning guards to monitor Rhoda and Sandra's conversations. He cited Rhoda's history of betrayal and likened her to a snake, suggesting that old habits die hard. We all acknowledged the wisdom in his suggestion, recognizing that even though trust is important, it's essential to be wary of potential deception, especially from someone with a track record of betrayal like Rhoda.

The Ron guy came over. "Rosé" Kyle said. "All of us will take that." Kyle explained to Ron before he left to get the drinks. "It's good to come together again. So, Mia what did you intend to discuss with me?" Kyle shoved in his question. Mia dropped her fork back into her plate before talking "I am trying to fight rogues so I would need your help on knowledge about rogue wolves" "I will help you but first we will go see your sanctuary first" "Definitely" Mia affirmed. Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each.