The pack is making their way to the training field as I get to the backdoor, my mind replaying all the fights and training I’ve seen Declan in over the years and what strategy I can come up with. I’m deep in thought when Ryker steps in my path blocking the doorway.
“I can’t wait to see my father sink his teeth into your pretty neck. But honestly, I hope he shows you mercy because I’d just love to have my fun with you when this is over,” he says sickeningly. I suppress the shudder of disgust that wants to roll over me. I want to hurl; Declan and Ryker have some serious screws loose in their heads. I look up at him, my eyes and face devoid of any emotion, causing him to blink in surprise.
“Watch your back, Ryker. Because after I kill your father today, my eyes will be on you,” I say impassively and I watch him gulp, shock evident on his face which he quickly replaces with a snare.
“Enjoy death, bitch,” he hisses before storming off.
I smirk and head up
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