Ryder Voice Actor Novels & Stories

Now? He swipes to answer, bringing the phone to his ear. He forces his voice to remain flat, bored, masking the sudden spike of adrenaline that floods his veins. "Yeah?" "Ryder," Adrian’s voice comes through the speaker, deep and slightly raspy, like gravel sliding over silk. It’s a sound that vibrates in Ryder’s ear and settles low in his gut. "Did I... did I wake you?" There’s a hesitation, a stutter that makes the professor sound uncharacteristically unsure. Ryder can picture him sitting in a leather chair, maybe loosening his tie, looking nervous.

Ryder roars, his nails already digging into her flesh. Ryder is my Gamma; my third in command after my Beta, Bronson, who is my second in command. Ryder is active because my Beta is unavailable for now. Something I like about Ryder is the fact that he hates to speak and works with a lot of action. A Gamma who never disappoints. “Kalus! The name of the man is Kalus,” in a shaking voice, the nurse utters.

He nodded in response. Ryder was a selective mute. After the hazardous incident that happened several years back when he was a little kid, he had lost his voice. Growing up surrounded by his brothers and dad, he tried to speak but nothing left his mouth other than some forced words. It was as if he had forgotten how to speak. He was the child who always hid in his room to escape the terrors that had him chained up in a cage. Ryder was terrified and frightened. Everyone tried their best to save him from his nightmares but he had given up on everything---even on himself.

It was why he was so calm. Ryder was looking at me when my eyes moved to him. When my eyes bore into his, that sinister smirk he had earlier appeared again. I knew that look. At least i thought i knew now. "Ladies and gentlemen. It's been a while since we've had any sort of entertainment. Today, however, because of someone very special, you get to have not just some, a full day of entertainment.." Ryder declared and his pack erupted into cheers and howls. Something hard dropped in my stomach and i started to really get worried.

The room is tastefully decorated. "Here we are," Ryder says, his voice soft and gentle. "You can rest here for a while. We will be at our destination in no time." "Thank you," I mutter. As Ryder turns to leave, I call out to him. "Ryder, wait." He turns back to me, his eyes questioning. "Yes, Ma'am?" "Do you perhaps know who that was on the phone?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. Ryder's expression changes, and he looks around the room before answering. "Just a business associate. You don't need to worry about it."

He started but his face did a 360 once he saw me, and stood up with a smirk, impersonating Joey from friends at the end. He wiggled his brows at Hunter teasing him before turning to me with wide eyes and a smile. "I'm Ryder" He said with a cheeky smile and took out his hand. I slapped his hand and offered him a bro-fist with my own smile. His eyes brighten up like a kid when they ice cream and he bumped my small fist with his own large one and we both made explosive noises. "I'm Riley-"

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

Piper "It's all my fault—" "Ryder, this isn't the time to blame yourself—" "But it is my fault," Ryder repeats, his voice breaking as he falls to his knees, gripping the doorframe like it’s the only thing keeping him upright. His chest heaves with ragged breaths. I stare at him, speechless. Seeing someone as strong as Ryder—Elijah’s second-in-command, the fearless Beta—reduced to this shattered, terrified man is unnerving. But I know exactly what he’s feeling.

" The Beta snorted in fury. "What is she saying?" Hutton asked Kyle with a confused look. "Alpha Greg, you should listen to me alone, no one else. We both know she is lying. All this is to save her ass from death after saving Xander. Let her death sentence begin!" I saw Kyle speak to Greg, but the voice sounded different in my ear. My eyes widened a bit as it sounded so familiar, like I had heard it somewhere in the past. I racked my brain for some seconds and cold shrills ran up and down my spine as I recalled where I'd heard it before. The voice was the same as that of the man who killed my parents.

a deep voice stated from the doorway. I gasped and turned my head very fast. Ryder stood leaning against the wooden doorframe of the dining room. He wore a dark grey t-shirt and black jeans, and his broad shoulders blocked the hallway light. His amber eyes were fixed on the empty porcelain cup resting on my saucer, and he looked at me with intense curiosity. He walked into the room, and the heavy scent of dark pine filled my sharpened senses immediately. "I saw you pour it into the dirt," Ryder said as he stopped right next to my chair. He leaned down until his face was inches from mine, and his voice dropped into a low, vibrating whisper. "Why are you hiding things from your mother, Jaslyn?