โWeโre here,โ Claire announced as we pulled up outside a huge shopping center.When we got out of the car, the guards immediately began to give us instructions. "Remember, you are to stay within our sight at all times," one of them growled, his eyes fixed sternly on me. "You are not to try and escape or make any sudden movements. Do you understand?"I rolled my eyes, feeling a surge of annoyance. Did they really think I was going to try and make a break for it? But I nodded anyway, wanting us to hurry along quickly. "Yes, I understand."The guard's expression didn't change, but he nodded curtly. "Good. We'll be walking a few feet behind you at all times. Don't try anything funny."What was actually funny was the fact that I wasnโt even planning on running. I I had somehow surrendered my fate to Ryker. Before coming here, Iโd thought staying with him would be hell, but it wasnโt half as bad. Asides from his constant emotional torments, I could almost say I liked it there. Almost.Was t
_Ryker's POV_I glared hard at my computer, trying to focus on the reports in front of me. But my mind kept wandering back to Arianna. I had tried to work, I really had. But I couldn't concentrate. Not when Arianna plagued mh thoughts like a disease, and certainly not when I was mindlinking my guards almost every minute to get an update about Arianna."Anything?" I asked, my voice low and urgent."No, sir," one of the guards replied. "They're still shopping. Arianna seems to be enjoying herself."I nodded, relief rolling through me. At least she was safe.When she had requested to go out, my very first instinct was a big fat no. I had made it clear. I wasn't going to let her leave the house. I was scared, and I had to admit it to myself. I was scared she would leave me. I was scared she would realize I was truly a monster and eventually leave me.I shouldn't be bothered, but I was. Deeply. I had wanted to say no to her, but she pleaded and she gave me those eyes that had unexplainable
_Ryker's POV_The elevator ride to her room was the longest elevator ride I had ever been in. I felt like I was trapped, like time was moving in slow motion. For a moment, I regretted using the elevator. I would have been way faster on foot, sprinting up the stairs like a madman. But the deed was done. I was stuck in this metal box, waiting for the doors to open.As I waited, my wolf grew restless. He paced back and forth in my mind, his anxiety growing with each passing second. He was pacing relentlessly in my mind, and he could feel my fear. He could feel my heart racing, my palms growing sweaty, and my knees growing weak. He was just as scared as I was.Finally, the doors opened, and I jumped out, my feet pounding the ground as I ran down the hallway. My eyes scanned the room numbers, searching for 304. The hospital corridors blurred past my eyes, the stale white walls making everything seem sterile and cold. I hadn't been in a hospital in years, never having need for it because of
_Ryker's POV_I paced back and forth outside the ICU, my mind racing with thoughts of Arianna. Was she going to be okay? Was she going to make it through the surgery? She was as vulnerable as a human because she didnโt have a wolf. How would she survive this?My wolf was restless, pacing back and forth in my mind. He was so distracting and barely gave me time to control my thoughts, but I didnโt shut him down, knowing he was going through the motions just like me, and for some reason, hurting just as much as I was.Just as I was starting to lose hope, the doctor came out from the ICU. His shoulders were slumped and he wiped the beads that had formed in his forehead with the back of his palms. I rushed to him, bombarding him with questions."Is she okay? Did the surgery go well? Is she...is she going to make it?" I demanded, my words coming out hastily.The doctor took a deep breath, his eyes locked on mine, but the corners of his eyes were strained. "The surgery was successful, Alpha
_Ryker's POV_I looked up to see Jason standing in front of me, his eyes fixed on me, concern and relief crossing his features. Then looked at me, really looked at me, and his steps faltered. He was probably taken aback by my overall look, and for a moment, he just stared at me. Then, he rushed to my side, eyeing me up from head to toe.โWhat are you doing here?โ I asked begrudgingly because I knew there went my quiet time."Ryker, what's going on?" he asked his eyes searching my body for any sign of hurt, and I slapped his hand away when he touched my face. "I was at your house, but they told me you ran out to the hospital, so I had to come as soon as possible. Are you hurt?โI didn't respond, because it was a dumb question and also because I didnโt have strength to, so I just kept staring at Arianna through the glass window. Jason dramatically followed my line of sight, and his eyes widened in shock."Is that...Arianna?" he asked loudly, and I resisted the urge to punch him in the
_Ryker's POV_Jason raised his hands in mock surrender, but he maintained that stupid look on his face that made me want to wipe it right off him. I glared at him, my eyes narrowing into slits. "Just drop it, Jason," I warned him, my voice dropping to a low growl.But Jason being Jason, just chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "I'm just saying, Ryker. You're not as oblivious as you think you are."I snarled, baring my teeth. "I'm not oblivious, Jason. I just don't have feelings for anyone, okay?"Jason flipped me the bird and brought his cup ofโฆgreen tea? to his lips. "Save it, Ryker. I know you better than that."I sighed, rubbing my temples. This conversation was giving me a headache. A terrible one. "Can we just drop it, Jason? Please?""Fine, but just remember, I'm here for you, no matter what,โ he said, and despite the amusement in his eyes, I knew he meant it.But he wasnโt about to get sappy on me, so it was my turn to flip him off, making him laugh. I brought my own cup of
_Ryker's POV_I woke up to the sound of laughter, and it was like nails on a chalkboard. The sound was so irritating it grated on my nerves. I willed the sound to disappear, but it just continued. I opened my eyes with a start, ready to lash out at whoever was disturbing my peace and Arianna's, when my eyes landed on a little girl on the second bed in the room.She had a cast on her hand, and on the other hand, she was holding an iPad and giggling at something. โWhat the fuck?โ I cussed loudly, and the two other adults in the room, her parents, let out loud gasps at the offensive word.But their eyes widened in surprise when they recognized me, and they bared their necks in submission."Alpha, my apologies," her mother said quickly, her eyes wide with fear. "My daughter didn't mean to disturb you."But I wasn't having it. I glared at the little girl, who burst out in giggles and told her parents to scold me because I had just said a bad word."Mommy, Mommy, he said a bad word!" she e
_Ryker's POV_As I sat there, my thoughts kept drifting back to and hovering around the birthmark. I kept staring at it, kept touching it. Could it be her? I reasoned, and the more I thought about it, the louder my heart beat in my chest.I shook my head, not wanting to think too much about it when I would find out shortly. My private investigator was the best in the game and could dig up anything about anyone in a matter of minutes.Instead, I focused my attention on Arianna again, wondering when she would wake up. She wasnโt even moving or anything, and that scared me. The only proof of life in her was her chest rising and falling slightly, but I still placed my finger under her nose to occasionally confirm it. I couldnโt be too sure.She looked too still and that scared the crap out of me.As I sat there staring at Arianna, I felt someone else staring at me. I looked up with a deep scowl, and the little girl snapped her eyes shut, pretending to be sleeping. I didnโt even know wheth
Ariannaโs POVWhen I woke up that morning, I couldnโt possibly have imagined my day like this, but it had done a complete 360 from that awkward breakfast.I whined again, the sound raw and helpless as it clawed up my throat.That was all it took.Rykerโs hand finally stopped stroking his member and my heart beat loudly in my chest.Then slowly and with his eyes gazing into my very soul, he removed his hand from his cock and reached forward, not to grab my hair, not to tug me closer, not even to shove his cock into my mouth like I was desperate for, but to curl his fingers beneath my chin again, tilting my head up until I had no choice but to meet his eyes.He looked unholy.His eyes were burning. His swollen lips were parted. His jaw tight like he was fighting something, restraint, maybe. Or control. Or the last shred of mercy he had left.I knew I didnโt look any better. Kneeling there with tears rolling down my cheeks and saliva down my chin with my hair disheveled from all of his t
AriannaStrip.The words echoed around the room and even louder in my ears, but somehow, they didnโt make sense to me. I blinked at him, sure Iโd misheard. My brain tried to rationalize it, to offer a saner alternative. Surely he didnโt mean here. Surely not nowโฆโW-What?โ I asked, my voice small. โHere?โRyker didnโt blink.The cold look in his eyes didnโt waver, neither did it soften. In fact, it sharpened, and the room around us suddenly felt colder. My skin prickled. The sound of rain beginning to tap against the window sent a chill down my spine.โNow?โ I asked again, even more stupidly.Still, he didnโt speak.He just looked at me with that terrifying calmness, as though I hadnโt just questioned him. Like he was giving me one last chance to comprehend. One last chance to obey without resistance.Then he repeated himself, so calmly it made my stomach twist.โStrip.โI stood frozen. โRykerโฆ this is your art room.โ My voice cracked with disbelief. โThereโs paint everywhere, thereโs
Ariannaโs POVThe second Mayaโs footsteps disappeared down the hallway, Ryker lunged for the door. Not calmly. Not silently. No, he slammed into it with enough force to make the walls tremble. I stood frozen, my arms wrapped around myself, watching him from where I stood. Maybe, just maybe, it wouldโve opened if it had been a normal door. A simple slab of wood with a rusty knob. But it wasnโt.It was solid steel beneath the painted surface, reinforced with an electromagnetic lock. I remembered thinking back then that it looked excessive. Paranoid, even. But nowโฆ I understood. Ryker didnโt trust anyone. And now, it had turned into his own cage.โFuck,โ he growled, slamming his palm against the steel but it barely made a sound. โFucking hell, Maya!โHe tugged at the handle, shoved his shoulder against it, then stepped back and kicked it. Hard. His veins bulged and pulsed in his temple, his chest rising and falling as he threw himself at it again like a beast caged too long. The muscle
Rykerโs POVI needed out.The air in the house felt suffocating again, too warm, too full of things I couldnโt name. Too full of her. I could still smell her, still see the way sheโd frozen when I sat beside her at the table this morning. Still feel the electricity that buzzed between us when our arms brushed. And still taste the regret I couldnโt shake when I walked away like none of it mattered. Like she didnโt matter.But she did.That was the problem.I slammed the door to my art room shut behind me and locked it before I leaned my weight into the heavy wood and let out a long, heavy breath that I hoped would dispel all of the tension building up inside of me. My shoulders sagged. My breath came out in a slow, rough sigh.Silence.That was what I needed.Silence, and maybe the quiet drag of a paintbrush across canvas.I turned, my eyes landing on the half-finished piece that had haunted me for weeks now. It stood tall where I left it seated on the easel like it was waiting for me.
Ariannaโs POVThe morning light poured in through the wide kitchen windows like melted gold, warming the tiled floor and my heart and I could tell it was going to be a good day. Not.But for once, I wasnโt angry to be awake.It wasโฆpeaceful.Which, considering the usual chaotic storm that seemed to follow me ever since the last few weeks, felt like a miracle in itself.I was alone at the long dining table, the only sound in the room being the occasional clink of my fork against the plate. I took my time eating, savoring every bite, and not just because the food was the best Iโd had in a while.The eggs were fluffy, cooked with what tasted like garlic and herbs. The toast was buttery and crisp, and there was a small dish of some kind of strawberry preserve that was so sweet and tart it made my eyes roll back in the best way.I didnโt need to ask who made it. I could practically taste the care in every bite.Maya.Of course.I let out a soft sigh and sank deeper into my chair, picking a
Ariannaโs POVMy heart was pounding like crazy.For a second, all I could do was just lay there, trying to remember how to breathe.I was sprawled across Rykerโs chest, my hands gripping the fabric of his sweatshirt like it was the only thing keeping me from completely losing it. His scent, the same one that made my mouth water, wrapped around me in a way that made my head spin.It was too much. He was too close, and my heart was beating way too fast I knew he could feel it on his chest.I squeezed my eyes shut, willing my racing heart to calm the hell down, but it was useless. His arms were around me, his body was under mine, and it felt like no time had passed at all. Like nothing had changed. Like we were stillโฆ whatever it was we used to be.Slowlyโso slowlyโI opened my eyes.And there he was.Ryker.His face inches from mine.God, he was sinfully beautiful.All sharp jawlines, furrowed brows, and those deep, stormy eyes that had ruined me more times than I cared to admit. His dar
Rykerโs POVIt was getting harder to breathe lately.Not because of the workouts or the endless hours at the office, but because of her.Every damn day, it was the same. Iโd wake up, go through the motions, drag myself to work where I barely got anything done, then come back hereโwhere she was.So close.Yet so damn far.Arianna.I could feel her presence before I even opened the door most days. Her scent would hit me first, always soft and delicate and a little sweeter when she was nervous, and it would gut me every single time.My wolf wasnโt any help either. He made it worse, clawing and pacing and howling inside of me like an animal trapped in a cage. Every second we spent not touching her, not holding her, he punished me for it.But what was I supposed to do?Every time I looked into her eyes now, all I saw was that night.The way she stared at me like I had broken and betrayed her.She didnโt only call me a monster, but she saw me as one too. And thatโฆ that hurt more than anyth
Ariannaโs POVEvery day after that felt the same. It was like we had fallen into a routine. Me trying to catch Rykerโs eyes, and Ryker pretending I didnโt exist.That was the absolute worst because it hurt way more than anything else he could have done. It hurt more than having him yell at me, and even more than if he punished me.The silence was worse, and nothing could have prepared me for the way I felt. It was almost like that private island never happened. Each time he just passed by me in the hallway like I wasnโt even there, it felt like I had imagined that week on that island, and none of it had been real.At first, I tried harder. I knew he was mad, but I felt it wouldnโt take long for the ice to thaw.I would walk a little slower in the hallways when I heard his footsteps and then I would pretend like I was just โcoincidentallyโ going the same way as him.I timed him. I knew what time he left for work in the morning, and what time he went for a run on weekends. And at that t
Ariannaโs POVHe didnโt even look back at me.I stood there, frozen on the stairs, staring at the door heโd just walked through. My heart thudded against my ribs, like it was trying to break free from the guilt that was already curling tighter around my lungs and just like it had been happening in the last few days, I couldnโt breathe.Did I really expect him to forgive me just like that?The question bit into my chest and I swallowed hard, willing myself not to cry again. Iโd cried enough already. Three days locked in my room, no food, no sleep, just me and the fear of Claireโs death, but now, it was all amplified by every hateful word Iโd said to him.Monster.Murderer.I hate you.God.He was right. I didnโt hesitate. I didnโt even try to ask for the truth. I let Claire draw the picture and I colored it in for her.And now he couldnโt even stand to look at me.I sank down onto the bottom step, my hands trembling in my lap. I felt raw. Like someone had peeled back every layer of me