Romans & histoires Rodrick

Sandro explained, he expressed his opinion on how to make Ruby better. “I will try. I'll try ... as long as she wants to be with me. " Said Rodrigo looking at the black of the night, he felt that his life had too many twists ... first he lost his mate most tragically... and he now got a replacement mate who obsessed with his alpha. Does he not deserve a good woman and the one who loves him?

"I'm not sure. I know my mate is waiting for me somewhere and I must find him." Roland came out to my father when we first returned to the Everglades. My father wrapped him in his giant arms and told him he loved him. For a man who made so many mistakes with his children when we were babies, my father has more than made up for it. He also told my brother the story of Franklin, the liege vampire to the Northeast clan who died at the beginning of the war with the cats. Franklin's mate was another male. His clan was happy and they accepted the will of the Goddess. Ivan told Roland that the clans would accept him too.

He was the bigger one and seemed to be more ruthless. The man smiled crookedly. “Your Highness, my Queen, I am Rodo. I am innocent of this woman’s accusation of rape against me. I do not even know her and during the time that she said I raped her, I was traveling to the human city to buy ingredients needed by my wife in her daily cooking.” “Really, Rodo? You were traveling to the human city that time?” “Yes, Your Highness.” “What did you buy in the human city?” I asked him again.

“Helix, take everyone into the bunker. The rogues are here.” I could not hold the tremble in. I had brought this onto my pack. Our defences were nothing compared to Adira. She said it herself, she was the head of an original coven and I was bound to her. I stumbled out somehow. Helix had sent the link because as I stepped out, the whole pack was running to hide. ‘Warriors, to the east border.’ I linked, trying to collect myself, trying to compose my shock. Such betrayal, but what would you expect from a rogue. Never trust a rogue.

"Now I want you to really think about what you are going to do, because that was my last warning. I will not tolerate your insolence. Do you want him to die?" I shake my head, my voice low and broken. "Please don't hurt him, I'll obey." he runs his fingers down the side of my face gently, wiping away the tears. "That's a good girl, if you eat this porridge I have bright, I'll unchain you. How about that?" "who are you?" I whisper, looking into his green eyes. he smells like a rogue, but also not like a rogue. It was confusing. "I'm Drax stone. The leader of the rogues, their alpha as some say." He says with pride, "I have allowed myself to build the biggest army that any pack has even seen w

"Russell's sponsor is asking him to fight new year's eve. But I worry his ribs might not be fully healed by then." "Sponsor? Russ... You didn't tell me you had a sponsor? Way to go, son." he says happily, making Russell close his eyes as if I had just revealed a dark secret. "Who's your sponsor?" he asks. Both Russell and I respond at the same time. "No one important." "Knights Enterprise." Uncle Fred's jaw clenched, and I could see his face turn angrily. "Knights Enterprise?" he turns to Russell, who has his eyes closed and hands fisted.

he barked. The rest of the journey to Alpha Rodrigo’s castle was very silent. My mind was busy with calculations and preparations. I had spent days crafting this plan, but it had to be delivered perfectly. Rodrigo was ruthless, untrusting, and cunning — traits that made him formidable but also made him the perfect accomplice. He despised Zeus, and I planned to exploit that hatred. We finally arrived at the castle, a magnificent but cold structure of dark stone. It stood against the horizon, a public display of Rodrigo’s power. As the car door opened, I was greeted by Beta Brent, a tall, intimidating man with piercing eyes and a commanding presence.

"And what is your name?" "Brandur the Destroyer." Brand decided quickly to use the moniker he had been given before his pack had been transported to the future. He wished he knew what year this was. Magnus' eyes widened at the pronouncement before he chuckled. "Ah, a formidable name. So, you are a great warrior on top of being a part of the Sköll Clan? How fortunate we are to have you grace our longhouse." The crowd mirrored his laugh. "And how is the famous Brodolf the Berserker these days?" he asked, his tone light and full of mirth but his eyes sharp and assessing under his heavy brows.

“Aye, it’s been a long time, Leo. I was beginning to think you’d forgotten all about old Flint.” “Hardly,” Leo replied, a rare smile tugging at his lips. “It’s not easy to forget someone who saved your life.” I glanced at Leo, curious. “You’ve never mentioned this before. How did you two meet?” Roderick chuckled, leaning against the railing as he began his tale. “It was about ten years ago, maybe more. I was running goods along the coast, not all of them strictly legal, mind you. One night, we stumbled upon a ship that had been attacked by rogues—wolves, the nasty sort. We found Leo there, the only survivor, clinging to a piece of wreckage like a drowned rat.”

She signaled for me to take it in, which I did. All the laughter, shouts and talks died down as I walked in. They must all know who I am. Seated in the chairs, I could spot some of the leaders of the pack's that were in alliance with my Father. Some of them bowed their head in embarrassment while the others who didn't care, stared at me head on. I couldn't hide my face of disgust at their betrayal. One of them was the leader of a small pack, Alpha Rodrick, who was known for his perverted ways of preying on young girls. He licked his lips when his eyes met mine but I ignored him.