I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I didn't know where I was. All I knew was that I was on the ground. I could tell that much from how hard the surface was. I didn't know how I found myself there or even what I was doing there. I felt pain all over, like I had been in one cramped position for an unhealthy amount of time.As I struggled to sit up, the sun pierced my eyes painfully. I winced at the pain and struggled to cover my eyes. I blinked a few times to get used to the bright beams, and when I eventually did, I looked around and was shocked to find out where I was. I was in an open field, and that was all I could see for miles. No buildings, no animals, no humans. It was like I was just between the earth and the sky.I stood up shakily, trying to remember how I had gotten there. But no matter how hard I stressed my brain, I kept drawing a blank. I didn't even know where to start from. I tried to call for help, but all I got was the sound of my voice echoi
I stared at the doctor, my eyes wide with shock. "An accident?" I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. "A coma?" How? How was that even possible? One minute I was shopping for groceries with Claire and the next minute, they were saying I had been in a coma, not for one, but for three whole days?!How on earth was that even possible? I didnโt want to believe it, but as the scent of antiseptic kept hitting my nostrils, I was filled with dread at the realization it might not be so far from the truth.The doctor nodded slowly. "Yes, Miss Arianna. You've been in an accident, and you've been in a coma for three days." He spoke slowly, enunciating each word as if he feared I might mishear.I felt like I had been punched in the gut. The air seemed to have been sucked out of my lungs, leaving me gasping for breath. I didn't remember anything. And even when I tried to remember, all I heard was a loud screeching sound that seemed to pierce through my brain. I rubbed my temples, trying to
Ryker looked like he had more to say, but decided against it. He took one last glance at me, his eyes lingering on my face before he turned and walked away. I watched him go, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I was relieved that he was gone, but at the same time, I couldn't shake off the feeling that he had been trying to tell me something important.I couldnโt understand why he was acting the way he was doing. Why he was acting like he hadnโt been avoiding me for days up until now.His shoulders slumped in defeat as he walked away and I couldnโt help but think something had changed with him. I could see it in his eye, but I couldnโt tell what that was.As soon as Ryker disappeared from view, I let out a shaky breath and felt a wave of tears wash over me. I had been holding them back for so long, but now that I was alone, I couldn't stop them. I felt so confused, so alone. I was in a coma and now I found out I was bedridden and my legs couldnโt move. I didnโt know what was
I whipped my head to the side, following the sound, and then, my eyes fell on a little flurry of energy, her two ponytails bouncing as she ran towards me, and her bright blue eyes looking up at me.I felt Ryker stiffen and mutter a curse under his breath, and I realized how awkward it was still being in his arms.โPut me down,โ I shimmied in his hold, and I felt a growl rumble through his chest, but he walked over to the bed and gently laid me on it.He stood off to the side, and the girl rushed up to me, a very contagious smile on her face as she showcased her missing tooth, just like Iโd remembered.The girl at the mall! The samed one Iโd tried to save. My heart swelled seeing her again, even though I didnโt think it would be in the hospital.I was about to say something, but a shrill sound beat me to it, and my words got stuck in my throat.โOh my goodness, Susan!โ Susanโs mother burst out. She looked scared. Really scared.Susan halted in her track a few feet from me, and she had
โAnd heโs always taking care of you,โ she said just when I thought she was done.My frown deepened despite my heartbeat skyrocketing in my chest. The doctors had said it, Iโd seen it firsthand when I woke up to him by my bedside after literally shutting him down last night, but I guess I didnโt want to admit what the blood rushing heavily to my ears was telling me. Not until I heard it from the little girl.โAlways taking care of me? What do you mean?โ I asked, swallowing hard to provide moisture to my dry throat even though I had a good feeling what she meant.The man had literally carried me to the bathroom to help me pee! Now that I thought about it, I felt heat crawling up to my cheeks, but I quickly shook it off, focusing on Susan as she bobbed her head.โHe combed your hair everyday when you were sleeping, and he cleaned you up too. Heโs always staring at you and heโs always telling me to stay away from your bed and be quiet,โ she shrugged her tiny shoulders.My heart slammed ha
The door opened, and a young doctor in scrubs walked in with a shaky smile. There was always a new one each time, making me think they dreaded coming to this room. Which they probably did, and it was all thanks to the 6โ3 of pure muscles, standing by my side and delivering a death glare to anyone who as much as came a twenty feet radius from me.โAlpha Ryker,โ the doctor said, his smile going from shaky to a full grimace as he bowed his head in greeting. Rykerโs response was a forced grunt as he glared lasers at the doctor, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.The doctor quickly turned to me, and I could almost touch the relief in his eyes. โGood morning, Arianna.โโGood morning, doctor,โ I said with a smile, hoping to make up for Rykerโs ill manners.The doctor visibly relaxed, and a small, genuine smile played on his lips. โHow are you doing today, Arianna? Are you feeling any pain or discomfort anywhere?โ He asked, touching my affected foot.Surprisingly, it didnโt hurt half a
The car slowed down before rolling to a stop at the end of the insanely long driveway. Ryker parked the car and stepped out, and he was by my side of the door in seconds, holding it open for me.I was already trying to help myself out, tired of feeling like an invalid, but Ryker wasnโt having it. He ignored my not-so-strong protest, and scooped me up in his arms bridal style, carrying me towards the house.I should already be used to his arms around me by now, but it never ceases to make my heart flutter, and the feeling of my body pressed against his hard chest, his sturdy and veiny arms holding me up, his mint-coffee breath fanning my face, and his scent filling my lungs, all of it never got old, and each time, butterflies erupted in my belly.For a moment, I felt apprehensive knowing the maids, especially Claire, would see my closeness with Ryker and start to have other thoughts. But that feeling was immediately suppressed by a new, unfamiliar one I could only name as pride. Pride
_Ryker's POV_I felt like my skin had been scorched by a hundred hot knives, each tugging and peeling at my skin excruciatingly slowly. And all of that, I felt from Ariannaโs wordsIt wasnโt the first time Iโd heard those words, in fact, Iโd heard way worse, but what I didnโt expect was to feel the way I did, like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and I was left to bleed out.I couldnโt remember the last time I let anyoneโs words get to me, never mind getting hurt by them. Even my wolf took a blow, and recoiled into my mind. I could sense him silently blaming me for being too hard on her all this while, and pushing her away, now, she was only giving me a taste of my own medicine.It had been minutes since I left the room, but her words still stung kike sheโd just said them, and maybe what stung the most was the fact that she was actually right, and I would have remained the same shitty person if that accident hadnโt made me discover who she was, and change my perspective of her
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