Novels by Ryder Alegria

Daciana’s P.O.V I stood there, staring at Historia.She had my mother's face. Every line of it. The shape of her nose, the sharpness of her jaw, and the way her eyes held steady even when they were soft.Her words were still ringing in my ears, but only one question made it to the tip of my tongue.“How?”She smiled. “Same parents.”“I know how siblings work.” I crossed my arms. “I mean, how is it even possible? Her parents died in the war, yet you're standing here, the same age as me.”Disappointment moved across her face. It was brief and quiet. But I saw it. “I see she never told you,” she said.“Told me what?”“Your mother's people,” she held my gaze. “They're alive, Daciana.”I looked at her for a long moment. Then I laughed. It came out wrong, too sharp and too hollow, but I couldn't stop it.I shook my head. “I don't know where you've been, but the Frost demons are long gone.”She frowned. “We're not demons. And neither are you.”“You know nothing about me.” I turned for the

Daciana’s P.O.V The second howl shattered whatever hope I had left. I heard it from Milton's office. That long agonizing howl of mourning. The room suddenly felt too small, too quiet, and too difficult to breathe in. My hands trembled as I walked back and forth the room's length. Amelia. The image of her frosting covered face flashed through my face. Her smile while we celebrated her birthday not so long ago. A sob climbed up my throat. But I crushed it before it could escape. Amelia isn't dead. She couldn't be. I was still lost in my thoughts when the office door opened and Milton walked in with Adam and Davies by his side. I rushed up to him and threw my arms around his neck in an embrace. He was warm, but the rapid beat of his heart worried me. I pulled away, barely locking eyes with Adam before turning back to Milton. “I heard the howl,” I said softly. “Is she…” “No.” His voice was firm. “It wasn't Amelia.” The breath left my lungs so quickly my knees nearly gave

Milton’s P.O.VFor a second, I couldn't breathe. Adam’s words echoed in my head in the room's silence.“We couldn’t find her.”That sentence made no sense. I didn’t ask him to find her. Amelia was waiting for him in my office. She wasn’t the kind of child reckless enough to wander into trouble. Especially when advised against it.I turned to Daciana. She looked calm, but I could feel the chaos in her heart. My wolf growled deep inside me, unsettled by her stillness.“What do you mean, you can't find my sister?” Daciana finally spoke.Adam glanced between the both of us before responding to her. “Milton asked me to meet her in his office. She was waiting for me there.”“And?” She stepped forward.“His office was empty. I've searched the entire floor, but there's no sign of her.”I moved toward the door, thinking of a solution to a matter this delicate. Daciana followed closely behind me, but I stopped her.“I can't have you disappearing too,” I said. She frowned and moved past me.“My

Milton's P.O.VAbout an hour after Daciana left the office, Adam knocked on the door and walked in before I could say a word.He wore a deep frown on his face. The kind a father gives his son after making a terrible decision.“What were you thinking?” he asked, planting both palms on the desk. “You're letting her go back to her pack?”I leaned back in my chair. “Would you have me stop her?”“Yes!” The word came out harsher than he intended.I raised a brow.Adam exhaled slowly, forcing himself to calm down before taking the seat across from me.“She can't go back there.”“Yes, she can,” I replied evenly. “They're her people and they need her.”Adam gave a bitter laugh. “Her people are dead.” A short silence followed, then he continued. “You're so focused on getting in between her pants that you can't even tell her the truth.”I shot to my feet and slammed both hands on the desk. “Not another word,” I growled. “I could have your throat ripped out for that attitude.”Adam stood as well

Daciana’s P.O.VI didn’t know much about my mother's pendant. To me, it had always been nothing more than an accessory. A part of her I could hold on to when everything else fell apart.Now, I wasn’t sure what it was anymore.Adam didn’t say a single word. The silence between us was louder than the empty hallway we stood in.I pressed forward, hoping to catch a hint of anything in his eyes, but there was nothing. His expression was unreadable, a wall I couldn’t see through, and impossible to tell what he was thinking.Finally, he laughed. That deep, shallow laugh I loved about him. Only this time, it sounded like it was dragged out of him.“Daciana,” he murmured as he leaned into me..I took a step back before I could think and watched as he took control of the situation.“What are you talking about?” He asked. He had this edge to his voice that sent a chill down my nerves.My breath hitched, and then came fear, clawing its way up my throat. I breathed and forced my voice to be steady

Daciana's P.O.VMilton had a little party organised to celebrate Amelia’s birthday. It turned out she'd been pestering him about since we returned from the fight.“You didn't have to,” I said, but he scoffed.“Are we going to let our problems come in the way of her happiness?” He asked, watching her giggle and run circles around Cersei.I sighed. “You're right. Today is about her. Not me, not you. Just her.”I walked up to her and joined in Cersei's pursuit to give her a bath.She saw the opening, and scrambled to Milton, hiding behind him.“You're not going to catch me,” she giggled heartily.To her surprise, Milton swooped her off her feet and handed her over to me.“That's cheating,” she bickered, feeling betrayed by the man she'd grown so awfully close to.“I beg to differ,” I smiled as I took off her clothes and carried her to the shower.She insisted she'd shower on her own, and asked that Cersei and I gave her privacy. I smiled at her request, and obliged.Milton wasn't in the

Chloe stood outside Rachel's bedroom, hand raised and hovering over the door.“I know you're there!” Rachel's voice echoed from the other side. “Come in.”Chloe let out a breath before turning the knob. She closed the door behind her, but didn't move away from it.Rachel sat on her bed, holding an old picture. She wiped a tear from her eye and dropped the frame beside her.“Grandma used to come by the house all the time,” she sniffed. “And with a box of chocolates too.”“You don't like chocolates.” “I don't,” she sniffed again. “But mom did.”A small smile formed on her lips. “Dad would refuse her chocolates because she had a bad tooth. But Grandma, she'd always bring them.”Chloe exhaled.She walked over to the bed and dropped down beside Rachel. “It seems your Grandma likes to cross Harvey.”Rachel let out a short laugh. “You don't even know half of it,” she said.“They were always bickering. Fighting over who gets to pick me up from school because Grandma liked to take me shoppin

Antonella stood there, unmoving.“Won't you invite me in?” She asked.Chloe blinked, then stepped to the side. She wasn't sure this was the right decision, but a part of her knew she didn't have a choice.Antonella walked into the living room, but her men stayed outside. She looked around, clearly out of place in Harvey's home, but that soft smile never left her lips.“He should really renovate the place,” she said, walking toward the dining table.Harvey had slipped upstairs barely moments after Chloe went to get the door, leaving Rachel alone at the table.She was done with her meal and scrolling through her phone. She didn't hear them come in, but her phone dropped on the table when she saw Antonella standing before her.“Grandma?”Antonella's smile had a certain warmth to it. “You've grown so big,” she moved to close the distance between them, then stopped.Rachel was already on her feet, taking a step back to regain the space between them.“What are you doing here?”For the first

Chloe was frozen to her feet as she looked at the tight expression on Rachel's face. “I don't understand what you're talking about,” she said, finally taking a step towards her bed. Rachel followed behind her after shutting the door. She sat on the bed while Chloe undressed and threw a towel around her body. “Dad said you went for a run,” said Rachel. It sounded like she was asking the question, but already had the answers she needed and wouldn't get from Chloe. “And you think I didn't?” “I know you didn't,” Rachel frowned. “You've been sneaking around every night.” Chloe felt her stomach twist. “Sneaking out to where?” “That's what I'm trying to figure out,” Rachel's eyes narrowed, studying her best friend like she could read the truth off her skin. “You've been distracted, coming home earlier from home, disappearing at odd hours, and every time I ask about what Daniel did, you brush me aside.” Chloe let out a quiet breath. Rachel thought this was about Daniel. “Rachel,

Chloe got on the bed and parted her legs slowly for Harvey. He got down on his knees, placed his hands on her hips and drew her forward. Chloe hooked his legs over his shoulders as he buried his head between the wetness of her thighs. Her body shuddered the moment he flicked his tongue over her sore clit, but he held her down and continued to circle his tongue around her slowly. Her hands couldn't reach the edge of the bed, so she dug her fingers into his hair as she gasped for breath between her moans. “Eat me Daddy,” she begged. And he did. He picked up the pace with his tongue, his hand reaching for her nipples and giving them a gentle squeeze. She arched her back into the sheets, her legs shaving violently against his face, but Harvey's tongue kept moving, diving in and sweeping around her with practiced grace. “Fuck!” She pushed him away, sprawled on the bed and watching her legs tremble against each other. Harvey gripped her hips again and pulled her towards him. “I'm

Harvey didn't say a word to the girls on the drive back to the house. It was a short ride, but Rachel was knocked out before they got home. Harvey carried her up to her room while Chloe held the doors open for him. She was exhausted, her body pleading to shut down, but she didn't want the night to end this way. Harvey was going to talk to her, or she would pull the words out of him herself. She waited by Rachel's door until he came out, arms crossed and barely keeping herself up on her feet. He stood in front of her, looking down to find her staring back at him. “We need to talk,” Chloe said. Harvey walked past her, heading down the hallway to his room, and she fell into step behind him. “You know you're being unreasonable,” she struggled to keep up. “You barely looked at me all day.” Harvey didn't stop moving until he reached his door. He was about reaching for the doorknob when Chloe somehow squeezed herself between him and the door. “Chloe.” She swallowed. F

A threesome.Chloe wanted to brush off the request with a laugh, but it died in her throat. Cassandra's gaze hadn't moved from her once. Her eyes were dark and unhurried, undressing without a touch.She cleared her throat gently. "Miss Cassy, if you don't mind my asking, why me?""Because you interest me," Cassandra's smile widened as she leaned back into her seat. "Harvey clearly thinks you've hung the moon, and I've been a little competitive.""Competitive?" Chloe frowned. "This is just some competition with Harvey? To sleep with me?""This has nothing to do with him."Cassandra's smile faded into something more sincere. "I don't need Harvey's permission to want something." Her gaze traveled over Chloe once more before landing on her eyes. "I want you because I want you, Chloe. Simple as that."Chloe swallowed."I'm not interested," she said, but her voice carried even more uncertainty than her eyes.Cassandra hummed, clearly not convinced by her response. "Don't rush into a no bec