Not My Rodrick Novels & Stories

Thaddeus demanded, glaring coolly at Orion. Just seeing Thaddeus take my side almost left me in tears. There was no one by my side while Orion had been with Dahlia and Emery for three years, leaving me to fend for myself at the Bright Moon Pack. However, Orion's expression darkened as he looked at Thaddeus holding my hand, and demanded loudly, "So after all that, this is the reason you refused to forgive me?! Because you found yourself a new mate already?!" "Think whatever you want," I replied bluntly, refusing to stay and argue and pulled Thaddeus along.

Rodrigo's POV There is nothing different from last time. Same car. Same driver. Same pickup point. Same sinking feeling sitting like a rock in my stomach. The only difference now is that I have a face to attach to the nightmare. Rodrigo. That’s his name. Funny how finally knowing someone’s name somehow makes them even more intimidating. Before, he was just some rich asshole with a mansion and zero respect for lube. Now he’s Rodrigo — the rich asshole with a mansion and zero respect for lube.

In my past life, I saw that look every day as he paraded his mistresses through our home. Now, seeing it again, I felt nothing but indifference. That sharp sting of betrayal from my previous life was gone. "Erik," I replied calmly, "our families may have sealed this pact when we were pups, but no one says my fangs must bare for you alone. You have an older brother, a second brother, and even a fourth. There are others besides you." The moment the words left my mouth, his face changed. A flicker of panic flashed across his expression.

He almost laughed at how unfortunate he was and what his mother dreamed of. "Can I ask why you live here by yourself? Do you not have a pack house or you merely like the solitude?" She asked after some time. He wondered if he should tell her that he built the place with his father and mother. She was still a stranger to him, he could not tell her anything of the sort. "I am not the king alpha. I am a sentry." He said stoically. "You are definitely an alpha...." She said. He sighed loudly putting the bowl down. "I was exiled and therefore I'm not the alpha."

mum replied, taking her in for a hug, as she started sobbing, "The dark knight killed her in front of the castle, she asked for my help, she called me little elf, and addressed me by Aubrey," said Nora as she was trying to explain her dream to her mum, "It's not just a dream mum, I was there, I screamed and there was an earthquake the dark knight is coming for me," she said in between sobs, "What am I, and who is Aubrey? Why do I keep having these visions? Who am I? " Nora asked,

"If you keep messing with me, I won’t take it lying down. Do you understand me?" "You have no right to be in this land, fucking rogue," Robert snarls, then storms off with his friends. What’s gotten into him today? He’s always been a punk, but he had some respect. I fed him a few times when his parents kicked the hell out of him. Why is he so vicious today?

The scent cleared a small portion of the shadows and he looked down and I swore he sounded surprised, “You are something interesting my dear.” “Interesting?” I cocked my head to the side. “Are you supposed to be Rodrik?” My eyes narrowed but I felt a flurry of wind whip up around us. “Who is Rodrik?” He growled. “Okay, so not my old boyfriend then.” I rolled my eyes. “Just tell me who you are. At least let me see you.”

"Find Echo, no matter the cost." Later, my Beta approached, eyes avoiding mine, and handed me a report. "What's this?" I asked. "Your medical report, Alpha. It was delayed." I glanced at it, intending to set it aside, but my Beta's hesitation made me pause. "You should read it," he urged. "There are some anomalies." Scanning the document, a surge of anger overtook me. The report indicated a mutation in my wolf, rendering me incapable of fathering a pup. So, Kitty was not...

I stood there watching them bounce and wobble down the dark road, speeding toward the girl they actually cared about. Twenty years with them—gone, riding off on that tricycle. "Goodbye, Nico. Arlo. Rhett." Headlights suddenly swept across the driveway. A car pulled up and stopped. The door opened and a man got out—just flown in, straight here. I smiled and ran into his arms. Zane Jordan. Heir to the Jordan family. My fiancé.

I could probably just get a job in the human world, but I’d be a rogue then. “Were you running from me because you were afraid of me, or you were afraid I’d figure you out?” He asks. “Figure me out.” “That’s a relief.” I look at him confused. What is he talking about? “It’s not good if a pack member is afraid of me. I never understood the ruling by fear method.” He gives me a half smile. “Wait, so that’s it?” I’m so thrown by what’s happening. “Lily, wait I bet that’s not even your real name.” He laughs to himself. I look away embarrassed.