Alyson's POV
I woke up with a terrible headache. The strange sway of the wheeled cart where they'd thrown my body bumped over rocks. The wolfs bane still had effect so I was too weak to shift. My whole body shook in terror, thinking of all the traumas of my past life and how these men could be delivering me to a similar fate.
Had they discovered who I was? How could they? I had told no one. My whole body ached, burned and itched. The low quality of the wolfs bane they'd dosed me with was causing a reaction in me that I hadn't even experienced in my past life.
I sat up a little, but the capsule had a cover with slits in the wood that I could peek out. A group of men paraded around me, carrying knives. They were laughing and joking. My blurred mind tried to grasp what they were saying.
"That was much easier than expected," One of the men guffawed. "We will get rewards for this."
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Alyson's POVI was laying warm in my bed, still feeling a touch of nausea. It had been days already- after a lot of objections, I'd finally allowed Ryan to call me a pack doctor to take a look at me. I'd had an allergic reaction to the wolfs bane. He'd given me an elixir to help flush it from my blood. It would make the symptoms more intense for about a day, but then I'd be better.I had intense stomach pain, nausea, dizziness and fever. Ryan sat with me, putting a damp cloth over my sweaty forehead. I was comforted by his presence but too sick to say much to him.In my fog, I knew that Dylan was there too. He would come in to the room sometimes."How is she?" Dylan asked."Not well, obviously," Ryan said back."You know, if you have business to attend to, I could sit with her for a while.""I have nothing more important than her." Ryan s
Alyson's POV Ryan had been gone on the inexplicable pack business for a couple days. After storming out on Dylan and I the other day, I knew that Ryan was worried about the Crowalt Pack, and frustrated that he didn't share more about that with me. I also knew I kept a lot from him as well, but that seemed different somehow. I had missed Ryan; he hadn't come back even at night. I hoped that he was going to be okay, and not doing anything crazy on my account. Dylan was chatting cheerily with Donna that morning, she was serving breakfast at the table. I walked out and sat down. Michael was in the chair nearest the door, not looking up from his plate of food.
Alyson‘s POVDespite my constant reluctance to tell him how much I cared, nothing felt better than to curl up beside Ryan and know he was safe and warm beside me. I watched his peaceful face, happy that I'd given him some of my blood, and sure that had helped him relax and heal from his lengthy excursion.I stayed with him all night till morning, but when he was still sleeping at noon, I left him to help Donna with some of her chores.I invited Dylan for dinner, not to come before that because I wanted Ryan to sleep all day if need be and I feared Dylan's voice in his cabin might disturb him. I hoped Ryan would wake by the evening, and Donna and I prepared for Ryan, Dylan and I to all sit down together. Finally, I heard stirring in Ryan's room. It was about an hour before I hoped to have dinner together, but I would have to check on h
Alyson's POV I slept in my own room. I wasn't sure why I'd become so withdrawn and strange with Ryan ever since being kidnapped like I'd regressed, but he also seemed strange to me. I longed to get back to where we were before I was kidnapped, but I also found myself more scared of intimacy and trust again. Ryan didn't say anything, he was too tired to notice maybe. I wanted him to invite me, I had slept in his room the night before when I was taking care of him, but it felt different now that he was better. I wasn't sure what was wrong with us. Why couldn't we be stable for more than a few days? Telling him that I loved him seemed like another's memory. I even told him that I wanted to be with him forever. But at the first scent of danger,
Ryan's POV Alyson was my greatest weakness. Even as a very dominant wolf, I could not say no to her for anything, and as a wolf who could kill easily be reflex, it was odd to have another be so able to dictate to me because I wanted to please her and protect her above anything else. We returned home, Dylan and Alyson were a happy bunch the whole way home, and I couldn't help but enjoy how bright and chipper she was. They included me the whole time, but it was also hard to see how well they got along. My insides melted every time she directed her beautiful smile at me, but I hated when that same smile would be shared with Dylan. We'd shared quite the moment before Dylan interrupted us, and I had a hard time not thinking about my desires
Alyson's pov It did feel a little strange after mating with Ryan, sharing his bed, and then waking up alone and joining Dylan for breakfast. His amused expression indicated that he knew, and he could probably smell mating all over me. "Where's Ryan?" He asked. "He left before I woke up. His note said he had some duties." I desperately hoped he would not leave for days again. I needed him, we had only just reconnected, but I knew that he was tossing and turning all night. "Is he always in and out like this?" Dylan asked. I wasn't sure. "As long as I've known him."
Ryan's POV Alyson still slept beside me; her beautiful face was peaceful in the morning light. I dared not wake her. I knew that she wanted to come with me, but it would be far too dangerous. It was possible that Jacob would send wolves to intercept and kill me before I arrived. I would have to travel quickly and carefully, and it was better if I were alone. I could not risk anything happening to her, I could not bear it. I was touched when she opened up last night, even though she didn't tell me any specific people, I knew that if I were to gain power in Crowalt, I could help her with her revenge. It was important. And maybe once the revenge was behind her and settled, she would agree to be my mate. Maybe she could smell it as sure as
Alyson's POV Ryan wasn't there when I woke up, and my chest tightened till I saw that he was outside the cabin. He hadn't disappeared, but I knew he was likely getting ready and I would go with him. My heart needed him. I might tell him at some point, but for now, I knew I was going with him. I began to pack a small assortment of dresses and clothes. I wasn't sure what was best to pack, and I asked Donna for some guidance. We spent the day getting ready, keeping tabs on Ryan to make sure he hadn't gone far. "We need to talk about the trip," I told Ryan in passing. He