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RYKERThe contract lay between me and Howard, his gaze fiery. The vein in his temple was twitching violently, as if he would snap at any moment. As for me, I leaned back against the chair, my lips slightly curled, arms crossed. Howard’s fingers steepled, then clenched into fists. I could hear his tendons snapping in agitation. As for me, I've never felt so good. Something moved behind the cabinet, a little clanking sound. I sneered. Beatrice had sneaked into the study the moment I came to find Howard. She wasn't very good at hiding. “Have you lost your mind? How dare you make such demands of me?” He finally thundered, his voice crackling like a whip. I shrugged. “You can choose not to sign them, and I won't let my sister marry. Without my say-so, the wedding will not hold. At worst, we will go for mutual destruction. Who do you think Zarek Lachlan, that bloodsucker, will blame? You who sought him out for investments… or me who knew nothing about your agreements?”Howard's breath c

By the time I finished, everyone was staring at me like I've grown ten heads. Even Xander, the statue, had his mouth open…incredulous. “Ryker, have you gone crazy? Or am I the one whose brain has been addled.” Caelum gasped. Since I was young, I've never been one to do things as expected. Why should this be any different? That was the only reason I could be a multi millionaire at twenty-four, even after Howard stole all our inheritance and left us penniless. Japheth nodded and gave me the thumbs up. “This is… wild…so Ryker Frost.”Altair who had been silent all along, lying on the teal colored egg chair at the edge, a magazine over his face finally sat up. Altair was always like a shadow, silent, deadly and incredibly dangerous. He could stay in a position for hours without being noticed. Most often, he appears to be sleeping. But when he does move, it comes with thunder. Hence his nickname—Storm.The corner of his lips curled, his eyes sharpening. “I, Altair Jordan, have never be

RYKER The soothing music playing in the luxury lounge I went to meet up with my crew did nothing for my nerves. If anything, it highlighted the pain and disappointment tearing me apart. I don't know who I hated more. Howard… or myself… for being too weak to stop him. In the face of his scheming, my S-class alpha powers became trash. Since my childhood, Howard Rivera has been a very annoying shadow cast over my life. I thought blocking him and taking the hits was acceptable. At least, it kept Summer nice and warm, letting her live peacefully. I don't want Summer to become another me, forced to grow up before her time. I want her youth, innocence and purity to last for as long as I can stretch it out. Letting her live worry free. Just this one thing. Why is it so hard to achieve? I already made all the sacrifices, why wasn't my sister spared? Smoke curled in the room, the smell of whiskey and expensive wine intertwined with pheromones. Japheth is partially obscured, thanks to the

RYKER My fists pummelled the dummy before me relentlessly, till brutal dents and fissures slithered over it. My eyes turned red, all I could see was blood. I didn't stop.Howard's face appeared before me and I increased the force, my roar shaking the reinforced gym. Finally, the dummy exploded, unable to bear the force anymore. I staggered backwards till my back hit an obstacle, and slowly slid to the floor. Blood dripped down steadily from the wounds on my knuckles and fingers. I didn't notice the pain. The agony tearing my insides faded every other sense to a distant hum. After thirty minutes in solitude, my head cleared up. This wasn't time for blind rage. I needed to sort things out. One thing was certain. Summer won't enter that wolf's lair. I carefully pried the metal splinters away from my hand, reopening the already closing wounds. Once everything had been picked clean, I used my pheromones to repair the torn tissues, till the injuries faded to thin lines. I picked mys

RYKER“It's been decided that Summer will get married to Zarek Lachlan.” My father, Howard Rivera announced. “The wedding is in five days.”For a moment, the words froze in my brain. I looked at him, wondering if I heard right. But the smug tilt of Beatrice's lips, and Lily's eyes narrowed to victorious slits told me I heard right. Behind me, my sister staggered, light headed. A whimper tore from her lips, going straight to my heart. I quickly pulled her behind me, and turned to Howard with fury dancing in my eyes. “Howard, did you have a fall and hit your head somewhere? Was your brain flushed down a toilet? How can you spew such absurdity?”Howard merely shrugged like it was of no consequence. “Well, it's a necessary sacrifice. The company needs the capital injection. She's only doing what she should.”I scoffed and pointed at Lily. “That's your favorite daughter over there. Why is it that she enjoys money and the best resources, being pampered as the Rivera heiress—despite being