Chapter 42

CHAPTER FORTY TWO

ROXANNE

“I was eleven when I first killed someone,” Ryker said and gulped.

I watched his expression. It shifted from time to time. Firstly his eyes reflected pain, then anger and then his gaze was cold. I swallowed. “You don't have to talk about it.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “I've told you almost everything I need to tell you. There's no need to stop now.”

I chose my next question carefully. “How did you feel when you had your first kill?”

He laughed heartily and smiled at me.“Scared and excited.”

“You're so sick,” I teased.

He sighed. “My father gave me his dagger and told me ‘pick out any of the people you want dead’ and trust me there were quite a number of them that I wanted dead.”

I stared at him in silence. “You've had enemies since you were eleven?”

“Yeah,” he said truthfully. “They said they didn't want a weakling and a crybaby for an Alpha. When I couldn't decide, my father brought out Beta Miles’ father and asked me to kill him.”

My mouth gaped open and