Rod Rage Novels & Stories

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

Again, and again and again I had been used and tossed to the side like a rag doll. “Look at you Bobby, hiding behind a mere teenager. Look at the state of your pack, can you see how pitiful it is? With a snap of my finger, I can send you all into extinction.” Rogue Alpha roared his voice like steel, his hands spread apart like a messiah. “Come out here and fight me Bobby or I’ll wipe out your pack and fuck your daughter that you so love.” “Fight me instead, “Lee roared from his position, his face barely visible from beneath the Betas boots.

mac cunningly; Like sleeping with you for example Rodri's heart twitched violently and tensely; Didn't you say that I'm not your type of woman and that I don't have anything to seduce you? Mac angrily; And damn it, Rodri, I've been seeing you raped for a month in front of me, or won't my lust move even a little bit from your body, your screams and your groans, I'm of flesh and blood too, Rodri rhodri swallows; M what do you mean f and damn my heart will stop just speaking4

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

I have gotten into several arguments with him involving shifting when there are other she-wolves around because I don't want them looking at what's mine. Blake, having Alpha blood in his system, can be just as bad at times. Though his growl alone is enough to prevent another male from so much as looking at me when I am out with Blake. He doesn't bother to hide his possessiveness either when another male dares to touch me but, unlike some she-wolves I know, I actually love the possessiveness and knowing that Blake loves me enough to show people while we're out. "There are rogues on the territory," Luca spoke up and something seemed to register in Nicole's mind as she stopped crying and began

Everywhere filled with growls, clash of claws against steel. Roderick quickly shifted into his huge black wolf, roaring and shaking the entire chamber. He fought hard like a possessed beast, tearing and slashing blood across the stone walls. “Kyra, run this minute!” he screamed, which I heard through the mind link, but I didn't move. I stayed well rooted at the spot that I was standing, waiting for the moment the bond would finally be severed. “I can't follow you, I want this done with this minute.” Norway, on seeing that Roderick was advancing toward me, pulled me behind him.

We both did what we were bred for: to move where others could not, to make the hard arithmetic of blood and consequence. Roderick sat on the cold floor, shoulders hunched, the same small swagger he had worn on the day he’d first been braided into this mess. “So,” he said when he saw me, voice thin with a coward’s bravado. “You come to finish me like a dog, Alpha? Save yourself the trouble. You’ll only make the ledger grow fatter.”

I heard their roars and threw one of the rogues towards Aiden as he shifted and swiped his paw on the rogue’s neck and dislocated his head before he even touched the ground. Damn, my man is sexy as fuck when he goes all Alpha. ‘Show me later,’ Aiden said. Even now, he is listening to my thoughts and still protecting my sister and me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rodrigo. He is fighting two rogues. He has shifted, and it’s the first time I've seen his shadow maw. He isn’t as big as I am, though. One of the rogues is coming up behind him with a silver knife.

He pinned my wrists above my head with one hand. Leaned in to bite my throat. Then— The door exploded inward. Kairox’s eyes darkened. Rodrick barely had time to turn before Kairox slammed into him. They crashed into the wall. The stone cracked as fists flew. Claws raked every surface. Kairox tore into him with feral precision—every blow fueled by three days of terror and rage. Rodrick fought dirty. He twisted free, yanked a dagger from his boot—black blade covered with wolfsbane residue.

"I really am sorry for your loss Rodrig. It's a loss to us all especially since it's committed by one of us to one of our own." "Gracias..." Rodrig replied coldly and arose. "I'm not gonna rest till I find the one who did this to my grandson! And when I do, I'm gonna make sure they undergo the worst form of terror and torture ever unleashed on someone before..." His voice echoes through the hall as he curses. "I would have him and his entire household pay with their lives. His home would be burned to a crisp– I would make him taste hell on earth. And when I'm done, he's gonna wish for death but even then death would be too much of a mercy to bestow..." My fingers fidgeted by my sides, my hea