Novel & Cerita Rod Rage

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

“Twenty years ago, we fought a fucking war because one asshole couldn’t accept his mate. “It ended alright because you and Bhakti got Sandra. But that homophobic jackass killed his male mate, slaughtered a group of rouges, and started a civil war—because he couldn’t accept the gift the Goddess gave him. “And now, our girls might make a similar mistake. Maybe not one that causes a war, but one that’ll leave scars on their hearts and minds. I get that Tomas has made mistakes. I get that they’re angry. But they need to accept him. “Especially now—with whatever shit the gods are stirring up and the Riding Hoods still out there—we need to be as strong as we can. Trios give us power. They strength

Not to a Grand Alpha, especially not to the executioner. A silver-laced hex, a splinter of blackened bog iron was driven into my spine during that shitshow at the Black Ridge. The healers dubbed it "the Mute's Grip". It not only snapped the bone, but it also decayed the linkage between my mind and my nerves. Most werewolves would have been instantly dead. I was simply left there, waiting for that twitch that would never come. “Are you even listening, Alpha Roderic?” The voice sounded hoarse.

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Max warned. “Madeline just reminds me of her. It's her dark black hair and fur. I think that helps me. During a full moon—to have someone I want to protect. That's all. Other than that I have no other expectation from her.” saying the words out loud still hurt. Losing someone you love was never easy but I was an Alpha and I had no right to think about this while I had a clan to look after. Max sighted.

Rod sighed and replied him arrogantly, “Bring it on father. I would rather perish loving the woman that sooths my soul than doing business for a father that has no clue about true love..” “Oh keep shut, you good-for-nothing boy. If you had true love for Melissa you wouldn’t have impregnated Opula.” “Oh yes, I am proud to impregnate that cheap gold digger and if you can convey it to her tell her that pregnancy marks the beginning of my vengeance so she should get ready,” Rod said, sighed and walked out on him. James Benson dimmed his eyes at Rod who walked away hastily, murmuring and groaning. “Okay, I know what to do,” James threatened, his jaw clenching in sheer anger.

But I couldn’t tell who had said it. Roderick growled lowly in warning, and these she-wolves have no idea what’s about to happen to them. I was known to be ruthless in fights, but Roderick was exactly the same way. He was just more efficient in his actions. He preferred to go straight for the jugular and end them quickly. His motto was You never know when someone else will attack.

Drake ROARED in anger. Shit is not fixing to go well for this guy.

, Xeria continued to weaken his stance. She was going to have him thinking about this as long as he lived. "I can't meet your condition, just help my mate already- "Why should I help a mutt when there's absolutely nothing in for me?", Xeria made the mistake of calling the strongest wolf in history's mate names which was very much unappreciated by the Rogue Alpha. Dark fur sprouted on his arms, his eyes, the scary crimson red he always had control over. The fury in them not quite missed.

Luke didn’t stop looking at each of them so intensely as he continued, “The rogue attack is drawing closer and closer to our boundaries.” “And we are prepared,” one of the elders replied. Luke shook his head, frowning a bit, “Are you sure about this? How ready?” he replied. The elders knew he had lost his dad to a rogue attack in a neighbouring pack, in which his dad’s friend was alpha and he had gone to assist them. Since then, their pack had been on consistent alert and guarding. No rogue was let to go free, as they could be a spy.