MasukI swore I’d never let anyone distract me from avenging my father’s death—not love, not friendship, and definitely not Rylan McKnight, the infuriating boy who seems hell-bent on making my life miserable. But digging into my father's murder uncovered a strange, supernatural world I never knew existed; and Rylan might be the key to my survival... Or my downfall.
Lihat lebih banyakRylan's POV I woke up to someone planting kisses on my face. “Hey, stop that,” I grunted, wiping my face before opening my eyes and seeing Maya frowning at me. I sat up abruptly. “That’s not what I mean, I didn’t…” I tried to apologize. “Save it,” she said, raising her hand and moving to the edge of the bed to put on her shoes. “Hey,” I moved closer to her, kissing her shoulder. She flinched. “I’m sorry, okay? I almost forgot I was still with you,” I said apologetically. She looked over her shoulder. “Who did you think you were with, then?” she retorted sharply. “No one,” I whispered, and she looked away. “You think you slept with a slut last night, so you didn’t want her taking it personally, right?” she said, standing and facing me. “You’re putting words in my mouth, Maya,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Can we not fight this morning, please? For pity’s sake, we just had our first night together. Why are you finding fault already? I’m not used to sleeping wi
Rylan's POVI was too preoccupied with Maya to notice the rogues nearby. “Get your eyes off her!" I growled, zipping Maya's dress and pulling her to her feet. We were ambushed."What's going on? Who are these men?" Maya asked, her heart pounding, her body trembling."Hey, look at me." I cupped her face. "I'm here, okay? Relax," I assured her, and she nodded."Give us the girl, and no one gets hurt," said one of the rogues."What? They want me?" Maya cried, clutching my arm. "Don't let them take me! I haven't done anything wrong.""Who sent you?" I asked, trying to stay calm so as not to scare Maya."Hand over the girl, Rylan McKnight!" the rogue leader growled, aiming a gun at us."You’ve got the wrong idea. Come and try to take her if you can," I challenged, cracking my knuckles and locking my gaze on him. The other rogues howled."What are they doing, Rylan?" Maya cried, tears streaming down her face.Her distress distracted me as I tried to
Rylan’s POV“Maya!” I called out in panic, trying to hold her. “Open your eyes, Maya. Listen to me. I’m right here.”She clutched the blanket, her sweat-soaked dress clinging to her as tears streamed down her cheeks. The scene felt foreign to me; I had never seen anyone hallucinate before.“Let me go, please,” she sobbed, curling up on her side. “Mom… please help me, Mom. I don’t want this.”Her whimper felt like a sharp knife cutting through my heart. I didn’t know what had happened to her to cause such pain, but the sight was unbearable.“Do something!” Ryker yelled, snapping me out of my trance.“I hate you… so much,” she muttered, her breathing uneven.“Maya?” I pulled her up, and her eyes fluttered open. “What just happened to you? Who were you arguing with?”“I’m tired, Rylan,” she whispered, wiping her tears. “I need some rest. Is that too much to ask for?”“I won’t ask any more questions. Just relax, okay?” I said. She lay back on the blanket, facing me.I joined her, staring
Rylan’s POVThe persistent banging on my door jolted me awake. The pain in my head throbbed, blurring my vision. I hated hangovers, yet I couldn't stop myself from drinking too much last night.“Rylan!” Uncle Dawson's voice boomed, the force of his knocks shaking the walls.“Don’t break down my door!” I shouted back, scrambling out of bed. “It’s still early.”“It’s past 10 a.m., and you’re still sleeping!” he barked, pushing past me and entering the room. “Where were you last night? You made us look like fools in front of everyone.”I closed the door, leaning against it and folding my arms across my chest. “That’s what you get for doing things without my consent,” I retorted.“Stubborn brat! Have you found your mate? Who is she, and when are you introducing her to us?” he demanded.I ran my fingers through my hair and sat on the vanity chair.“I found her,” I said.“So, when are we meeting her?”“She’s human,” I blurted out.Uncle Dawson’s
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