“As in your best friend and not your scrawny boyfriend,” said Ryker, as if he was trying to list down the men in my life and remember their names and roles. I would have laughed if I had not just experienced a mental breakdown. “Ex-boyfriend. I broke up with Brett at your wedding, remember?” I corrected, s

  This happened before, I knew this feeling. The feeling of thinking that this must have been the worst thing I have heard and then being proven wrong when I found out something even more awful. I had initially thought that my dad killing my mom was the worst thing that I have ever heard and now my best friend told me that I had been there when it had happened. That I was there witnessing everything and not doing anything. “Look, it was not your fault, Xy, if that’s what you are thinking.” His hand reached for mine and he held it. “You were only seven or eight years old. Even if you wanted to help, you could not possibly do it, at least you would not capable of stopping your dad. Not when he was in his wolf form.” “I was there and I did not help,” I said quietly to myself even though I knew Eros was right, that I would not have been able to help anyway but still, it did not make me feel any better. “You can’t blame yourself, Xy.” He squeezed my h

  Eros POV I watched that dickhead open the door for her before settling in behind the wheels. I was not sure whether this has been the stupidest idea I have ever made or if I was being really smart. “What’s your deal?” asked Sebastian inside my head once the car has driven away. I turn

Before I even opened my mouth or said anything, Ryker growled at her, “Alana, what do you think you are doing here?” “What are you talking about?” She let out a small giggle. “I live here.” Alana ruffled her gorgeous hair, smiling at him. “Lived,” corrected Ryker. “As in past tense. You don’t live here anymore, Alana.” “Oh, and you think it is so easy for you to get me out of the pack

Ryker frowned, the lines were invading his once smooth forehead and I wondered if it was something awful or something that was difficult for him to tell me. Surely the sorceress had said nothing but bullshit considering I was still alive and breathing. “What is it?” I placed my hand on his arm, urging him to tell me. He drew a deep breath. “Ten years ago, Alana told me about her feelings for me. I always like her and she’s the person I grew up with but I always value our friendship more than anything else so I didn’t act on it but when she told me about her feelings, I told her that there is a possibility that she’s not my mate or I’m not hers. I told her that we should wait until our eighteenth birthday so we will know for sure, so we won’t hurt anyone. Then she cried and told me that she already knew she was not my mate because my mate is already dead. She mentioned crossing the northeast border and met a sorceress who told her about it which was why she finally de