When I get to my room, I see someone there, I see the mass of muscles, the undeniable shape of a Lycan and though my heart shouldn’t react, it still does.And then he turns, he turns, and I see the red hair and the lack of tattoos, and I know it’s not him. It’s not Adriel.I hate how much it hurts. I hate how much I wanted it to be him.“Hey,” Ryker says like he knows exactly where my thoughts are.“Hey,” I reply, giving him a small smile. I don’t want to take out my emotions on him. It’s not his fault. None of this is. He can’t help that his brother is the worst kind of person imaginable.“Please don’t leave.”I blink, fighting back the tears. So Khloe told him?“We need you, Mari, this Pack needs you.”I shake my head, as that emotion cascades out of me, as I start sobbing. Can’t he see how much this is hurting me? How much this is killing me?And he’s there, hugging me, soothing me, once more playing that kind, loving brother I miss so badly. “It’ll get better. I promise.”“When?”
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