Novel & Cerita Rodrick Heffley X Reader

I pat the side of his face and smile. "I'm hungry, I came to eat," I smirk, eyeing my sexy man. I said my woohoo. Rodrick tilted his head and grinned. "Come, love, drink from my neck," he grins and I straddle his lap and insert my fangs into his neck and think of how hot he looked. I hear him moan and smile, so I think some more and feel him pulling me against himself. We got carried away and Rodrick made sweet love to me and my mind drifted to my dream.

She spent a large portion of her life in Venom Fang and knows how a pack should be run. This is not a pack, this is a slow death. Rodrick is a dictator. Dick being the real word to describe him. “Venom Fang is nothing compared to the Solar Eclipse pack. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’m sure Alpha Rodrick knows what he is doing in this situation. Why don’t you not stress yourself about it and go and relax.” I say to her, knowing what her idea of relaxation is. Bouncing on Rodrick and whoever else will have her.

It was direct, as if she was pressing a key into his chest. The effect was immediate. Roderick’s eyes went wide, the bravado draining out of him like water from a wound. For a breath he looked like a boy who had been shown his future and hated it. He started to mutter at first, then the sentences came faster, as if a dam had burst inside him. I stayed where I was, listening. I did not want to see what she was doing. That was a lie. I wanted to see. I wanted to know how much of him could be broken and how quickly his tongue could be made useful.

“The answers to your mate’s problems could be in these books. I know you want to rush and protect her, but if you’d just let me -” “You can fucking flick through pages as much as you like while I’m gone, Rod. But I can’t stay and wait around for answers. Sometimes, we just need to act, even when it’s not ideal.” I held my ground. I could understand where he was coming from, but I still had that instinct worming its way through my gut, telling me not to delay. Roderick hummed out his frustrations and grabbed a couple of texts. “Okay.” Kenton pointed to the pile Roderick was building in his arm. “Hey, there’s a ‘volume 2’ here but not a ‘volume 1’.”

Mark asked, before frowning at Ryker when he didn’t respond in any way. “Well it was worth a try.” Mark mumbled. “I think I might have something here.” Ryker said, continuing to ignore Mark. He pushed the book he was reading over towards me with a huge smile on his face. It was open to a section about mate bonding. At first I was confused. I had already bonded with Elijah so I couldn’t understand why Ryker was showing me this. That was until I started to read the passages.

My jaw is slightly parted as he returns to my side and opens the book. Part of me is surprised that he pulled out a romance, I haven’t read the book myself, but Kehlani thought it was at least decent or she wouldn’t have kept it. The other part of me things he picked it out as a joke but as his dark eyes follow along the page, it can’t be just a joke. I play Wordscapes on my phone until I hear a small laugh next to me, forcing me to look up at Ryker. “The characters are so immature, and not in a good way,” he closes the book.

**Disclaimer:** This story contains dark romance themes including explicit non-consensual sexual content, violence, forced marking/bonding, emotional abuse, revenge, and psychological trauma. It is intended for mature adult readers only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. --- **Chapter Six: Isolde** Ryder’s fist remained buried in my hair, yanking my head back so sharply that pain exploded across my scalp. Tears pricked my eyes as I was forced to meet his cold, storm-grey gaze—the same eyes I had once loved with every foolish piece of my heart.

Lucinda spits with hatred in her voice, starting to get worked up, "What the fück are you saying? That cr—“ Frank silences her with a single glare and begins to explain. "Here's what I've been thinking: all Rodrick wants in life is a place to be safe and that he can call his own. A place where he can finally feel like the dominant alpha his father wanted him to be. He wants the life of an alpha with his Luna, like a little kid obsessed with old fairytales his father told him as if they were still real. We've known that from the beginning and so we assumed he's crazy, but now I'm beginning to realize this plan of his is just... a very human desire to have what he's always wanted." He lets out

Draco traded a flustered glance with Alfos before turning their gazes back to Rodrik. “Could you speak in simple, straightforward terms?” Draco pressed. Rodrik gave a sharp nod. It was a wonder his neck didn’t break in the process. “May the Creator be blessed, my lord,” Rodrik rattled, brown teeth flashing in Draco’s face. “My lord, Edrand Thraegastis Rahl, is your second chance mate…” Draco’s grip on Rodrik’s biceps loosened. He stepped back, shocked. The males in the room slipped into shock and gasps. TBC.

《 Aurora's pov 》 Rodrick continues to hum as his eyes never leave the written words in the book. Xavier pulls away a little to scan his eyes over my body intensely with a look of shock and confusion. He clears his throat when his amber eyes fell on mine. Tearing them away he looks over at Rodrick. "How is that possible since we only- " He looks over at his sister and a shadow of a blush crawls on his cheeks. The terrifying alpha was flustered!