All Chapters of The Rogue Kings II: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The sun filtered through my window, and I rubbed my eyes. Reaching over, I grabbed my phone and glanced at the time. It was only eight in the morning. Covering my eyes, I sighed. There was no reason for me to stay in bed, but I didn’t want to get up either.Finally, throwing my arms to the side, I sat up. Looking down at my hands, I went through my morning exercises. Right arm was healing well. I could close my hand completely, move my fingers with the same freedom as normal. Twisting my arm, it shook a little as I engaged my forearm, but for the most part, it was okay as well. Lifting it was a different story. The muscle in my shoulder was still not as strong. Thirty seconds was about as long as I could hold it up.I grimaced. My left side was the bane of my existence right now. Curling my hand up, I still couldn’t make a fist. The fingers wouldn’t evenly close either. With my right, I forced them to stretch as much as they could, but it was a struggle. After that def

“Nate, you can do better than this!” Silas’ voice was just shy of yelling. “Come on!”I closed my eyes and took a shaky breath. Starting in April, Shep had me doing more intense physical theory sessions after deeming fit for the next stage. So, for the past week and a half, my physical therapy used some regular workouts and machines. He was also helping me start to walk again.The only problem was that Silas didn’t like the progress I was making. His frustration continued to come out, but I wondered how he would feel if he knew what it actually felt like. What it truly felt like not only to be a prisoner in your own body, but having to re-learn how to use every single muscle.Right now, I was taking slow steps in between two bars. My right hand was shaking because most of my weight was on that one side. I gripped the bar tightly, but it had only been recently that Bo stopped holding me up. At the very least, my right arm was getting strong enough to hol

I was quiet as Charles drove me down to the Wayward Tap. We’d finished with the physical therapy and I somehow felt worse right now than I normally did. Charles stayed quiet for the rest of the appointment after that. He also said very little as we got out and drove. Silas had popped into my head when he felt us going in the opposite direction of the pack house.Telling him we were going to the Wayward Tap, he broke out into an entire lecture. At one point, I just ignored him until he finally shut off. We passed the edge of the territory and the mind link stopped. I sighed and rubbed my temples.Charles pulled into the parking lot and it was still early enough that there were only a few cars. I plopped into the chair and rolled over to the entrance. Since it was Friday, Ryan was standing out front already. He opened the door for us, smiling.“Good to see you, Nate.” He cleared his throat. “You too, Chief.”“Not on duty, Ryan. How’s school?”Ryan sn

Nate didn’t seem to agree or disagree with me. Instead, he came over and turned me around. I swallowed, the sparks racing over my body. It was involuntary, but I felt myself get hard. This was exactly why I didn’t touch him. Luckily, I wasn’t facing him anymore.“This is bad. Sit down on the chair. I’ll grab the first aid.”His presence left my back, and I debated going up stairs. Instead, I did as he asked and sat on the chair at the breakfast table. I sat facing the window, where he could roll up to my back. My arm rested on the back of the chair.“Did he run you into a tree?”He placed the first aid kit on the table and opened it. His fingers pressed into my back and I hissed. Worst, my dick jumped back to attention. I draped my arm across it to keep it down.“Pretty much.”‘Did not. If you were strong enough, you could have caught yourself.’ His snark was loud and clear.“You need to be more careful.”My e

I found myself floating in the darkness. At first I thought I was dreaming, but this felt different. This felt more like I was being pushed into my mind. As though Eros was taking over and locking me behind. He hadn’t done that in a while and I could count on one hand for him, pushing me completely back to where I couldn’t see anything.Righting myself, I felt better able to walk upright. The inky blackness weighing on me as I turned, seeing if there was a way out.‘You think you deserve that spot?’I spun around, coming face to face with my father. He didn’t look like the man I saw when I went to interrogate him over Aelia. No. This was my father, Alpha Tristin. His eyes were sharp and dark. The strong, large, in command Alpha that I had seen him so many years.“What?”‘Do you think you belong in that position, pup?’ He growled low, his face scre