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Rhys, after having a lengthy conversation with her, had reported that her leg was healing up nicely and that she seemed to be getting around just fine. Ember met my gaze, and I saw a flash of bravery flicker through her eyes as she raised her chin and said, “Bored.” “Bored,” I repeated. I certainly hadn’t expected that. “Now don’t tell me you’re making Rhys haul cartloads of books to your room just for fun?” She smirked, a welcome new expression on her face that hinted at a depth of sharp humor lurking beneath the surface of her personality. “Oh, I absolutely am,” she said dryly. “You’d better not tell him though, he seems to enjoy it, and I’d hate for him to feel like he has to stop.”

~ (Raziel) Anthony brought me a whole stack of books, everything that he could find, every piece of literature known to the Underworld about dreamwalking. I had spent hours pouring over every book, committing everything I read to memory. I didn't want to miss a single thing. There had to be a way I could help Rayne. I was already so exhausted after the day I had endured. That, and all of this reading on top of it, had me fighting to stay awake. I swear I only closed my eyes one time and the next thing I know I'm dreamwalking.

Chapter 26 His Bed /-Tediora-/ I should’ve turned back the second the door closed. Should’ve run the other way and told Ava to go fuck herself with her damn bet. But I didn’t. I stepped further in. Rhys stood now, barefoot and loose in his half-open robe, his lean chest a playground of ink and manliness. His eyes darkened the second I moved closer, like a predator watching its prey step willingly into the trap. I swallowed hard, unconsciously stepping back. He stretched the glass and I blinked.

The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe) Book 1: Tryss (In Progress) Book 2: Reya (In Progress) Book 3: Raven (In Progress)

The domestic peace of the room was shattered by a sharp, violent clack of the iron latch. The door swung inward with enough force to hit the stone wall, admitting a sudden, freezing draft that made the fire leap in the hearth. The heavy, unmistakable scent of cedar and mountain rain flooded the room, thick with an Alpha’s restless energy. Rhys stood in the doorway. He looked like he’d just come in from the battlements; his black shirt was damp across the shoulders, and his dark hair was windblown. He didn't say a word at first, his gaze sweeping the room before anchoring on me—my unfastened collar, the mug in my hand, and the way I was leaning toward the old healer.

Rhys was still away on his trip, so I couldn’t even talk to him. I sighed and flopped down on my bed, staring at the ceiling for a while before reaching for one of the books Rhys brought me when I was recovering from the wolfsbane poisoning. It was a romance novel, the kind with a brooding, possessive male lead who always seemed to know exactly what to say to make the heroine blush. As I read, I couldn’t help but think of Kai. It was weird, but the male lead reminded me of him so much. The way he was cold and distant at first, but secretly cared more than he let on. The way his eyes always seemed to see right through the heroine, just like Kai’s silver eyes did to me.

"Alright Riza, perhaps I'll take some of your chocolate chip cookies while reading.” A wide smile covered her lips before I turn my back and head out to take the hallway which leads to the archives. I know now what I must read, as I feel the huge gaping hole in my chest. Maybe there is more to the mate bond thing which the Moon Goddess gives to the wolves.

she trails off Alexander holds a hand up to her silencing her, he stands up and shakes his head “So you are telling me the girl I am in love with is going……..” He stops talking and I see the furious look on Kayla’s face “You WHAT!!!! she screamed at him I had to agree with her she was mated to him and he had just admitted he was in love with my mate. Kayla throws the book at him and storms out the room and Alexander chases after. There was so much I wanted to say to him but he had enough problems on his plate. Picking up the book and flicking through, there are pages on vampires, werewolves, witches even hunters and there was a whole section on Alpha-Lunas separate from the werewolf section.

What could it hurt, after all? "I am a Reaver," I purred, my voice low and smooth. Roxy's eyes widened, a flicker of surprise dancing across her face. I was certain she had stumbled upon the chapters detailing my kind in the book she'd been reading. Three entire chapters were devoted to Reavers, and they were nestled near the beginning of the book. Given that she was now halfway through, I assumed she had already devoured those particular pages.

“I don’t want to make you feel guilty, Ayla. I want you to understand one thing: freedom doesn’t mean consequences stopped existing.” I stayed quiet. “If you want to do something, do it because you want to. Just try to know who you’re doing it with.” Before I could answer, the inn door opened. My wolf reacted first. I turned my head. Rhys walked in. This time he was clean, dressed in a dark shirt, and the injury seemed to barely affect his movements. His eyes found mine immediately. I stopped breathing for a second. After that morning, I expected something. A sign, maybe an approach.