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His hand moved, his fingers resting on the bar near mine, less than an inch away, the distance suddenly feeling like a locked room. “Say it again.” I swallowed. “I want to go with you, Rhysand.” His eyes went dark. Then he stood, placed several bills on the bar, and looked at the bartender. “Water for her.” My mouth opened immediately. Rhysand turned to me. “Drink.” “You should be on the pit of hell.” “Not yet.” I took the bottle of water from the bartender and drank it only because I refused to look like a woman who could not handle a challenge from a man with tattoos and family problems.

Rhysand makes another slow stroke on his cock and a deep rumble leaves his mouth. “Take off your shirt,” he commands. I pause long enough for my fingers to quickly find my buttons and toss my shirt. Without a command I take off my bra and resume crawling. I cross the space between the door and the desk slowly. Rhysand makes an appreciative noise as he stares at my breasts. “Fuck.” I reach him and his scent engulfs me, filling my senses. Placing myself inbetween his legs, I kneel up straight and remove his hand from his cock. “I like this punishment.”

Though, I could see him getting furious as he watched Charlie pounce on another group of his soldiers. A small puff of dust rose in the air as he placed his paw on the ground with a forced calm. I was trying to distract him from lunging at my warriors and I had no option but to provoke him. “Have you forgotten your last humiliating defeat? Must we do this?” The rogue replied with a growl as he bared his teeth at me, “We must.” Author's note: Hey readers, hope you are loving the story so far. Who do you think this rogue must be? Does he have any special connection to Hayden? Keep reading to find out more as we delve into Hayden's past and what turned him into the cold and aloof man he is now.

Inside smelled like stale beer, desperation, and Rhys Caldwell. He sat at a long table covered in maps and guns, back to us, barking orders at three lieutenants. Lisa’s voice crackled over a speaker phone, shrill and panicked. “They’re coming, Uncle Rhys! Blackthorn is—” I shifted back to human, naked and furious, and stepped into the light. “Looking for me?” Rhys spun, eyes widening. He was older than Damien’s father, built like a tank gone to seed, gray beard, scars across his knuckles.

Her eyes fly open, but she sees nothing, pupils blown wide with shock. The bond explodes between us like a star being born. I drop to my knees, unprepared for the sensory onslaught. Across from me, Rain does the same, a strangled sound escaping his throat. Dawn's consciousness floods into mine—fragments of her fear as she faced Sorin, her wonder at Rain's dragon form, her confusion and pain as the shadow magic drained her light. Beneath those immediate sensations run deeper currents—her determination, her loneliness, her hunger for belonging.

It was expensive. Was he feeling guilty? Seeing me staring at the meat without showing any emotions, he hesitantly approached me. “Rudela, are you alright? Exhausted too much?” He pulled me into his arms, squeezing me tightly. “Let me shower you with my scent. Your exhaustion will be gone within seconds.” I did not resist or push him away. I let myself go in his arms. This chest, this pair of strong arms, used to be my safe zone. There were countless nights I cried in his arms, talked about life, the struggle, the hunger we felt.

They’re all waiting for me to speak. I clear my throat and start to speak, even though the memories are too fresh in my head and it’s making me a bit nervous to speak about it. “I’ve seen everything,” I say. “My Lycan Ivory is the significant other of the evil Shape Shifter Rhysand. She’s now inhabiting my body, and it seems that he knew that. He found her through me again, and that is the reason why he’s trying to get to me. He wants her back, but their love has turned sour and now he just wants to possess her for revenge. He wants to destroy everything just to get her back.”

So I stood up told my beta to prepare the funeral rights and ran for miles," I looked at my brave, strong father and saw a weak, sad man for the first time in my life. "I remember seeing you come from the forest. Your face was stone cold and your eyes seemed lifeless. I thought that you'd name Duncan Alpha and become a rogue. I'm glad I was wrong." "Come, lets go for a run," I nodded in agreement.

I doubted that anyone was awake though, as it had to be passed 2 am by now. I headed towards the front door and startled as my mom yanked it open. She looked so disappointed in me but with a slight hint of relief that I had come back. I knew that she would be upset with me just disappearing, but I got caught up in the moment. As soon as Freya said that she loved me, our hunters bond exploded inside me and I couldn't control my ascension or my flames. I had to touch her, be with her, we had to be one.

Rhianna's POV I AM F*CKED. I was screaming inside my head at myself. It was Nia. My wolf was a bad influence. She was the one who corrupted me. I kicked the floor in anger and hissed when I accidentally hit the leg of Peyton's crib. "You still haven't opened the door, Adams." H sounded more than just irritated. "What is wrong with you? Just open the damn door." Anne gulped and walked to the door.