Novel & Cerita Riley Sager Home Before Dark

He smelled blood and began to lick between her fingers, in an attempt to get the blood off her hand. As I watched through Rager's eyes, I could tell she smiled at him and he even crawled a bit closer and laid his head on her legs there bunched up underneath her. Why did he do that? He has never done anything like this before, so why now? Was it all due to the Mate Attraction? Was that the reason? After he laid his head on her legs, he even closed his eyes. I still tried to get Rager to change with me so that I could speak with her, and try to explain some of the things that just happened, but he would still not allow the shift. With his eyes closed, as I could no longer see through his eyes,

While Riley has fallen into the thrill of bloodlust, drinking and raping Skylar made him extremely dangerous. However, at this time he couldn't kill her, so this allowed them to keep him as an irreplaceable asset. He would then find, infiltrate, and kill any surviving supernatural refuge groups that survived the initial operation of 'Clean Slate'. Riley slowly leads the S.D.E to every member of all Royal families and not just his own, even killing some of them himself.

It was Riley who shouldn't be jealous because he wasn't hers in the first place. Riley watched as Damon paused and turned to look at Sadie, it was more like he was glaring at her. Sadie looked unaffected as she fluttered her eyes at him. Damon turned to face the wood and next he slammed the axe down with such force and a loud vicious growl that she jumped in her place. Scared. At that exact moment his eyes snapped up straight in her direction and her breath hitched when they made eye contact. Riley abruptly moved back as she drew the curtains. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she breathed in deeply to calm her erratic heart down.

Riley's POV Silence hung thick and tense in the air. He stared at me. Even though he hadn't moved, I could feel his scent growing darker, heavier, more aggressive. Shit. He was mad. Really mad. I swallowed quietly, wondering if I'd pushed things too far. No Lycan could stand to see his mate make out with another guy. And he was especially proud. So I cleared my throat, trying to change the subject. "Hey, my mom asked you to come home with m—"

Alpha Ryan's Pov The tension in the room was evident as I recalled the events of that fateful meeting. It had started with Sage’s announcement that she would be taking Lily and heading back home. Without missing a beat, I locked eyes with Sage, my voice measured. “Lily is our chosen mate; she's not going anywhere.”

"I wanted to make sure you were the real thing before I gave you everything. No offense." "None taken." Bella returned to her knife. "I'd have done the same." --- On the fifth night, Kyle called later than usual. Riley was alone in the kitchen, a cold cup of tea beside her, the documents spread out like a battlefield map. She answered on the first ring. "You sound exhausted," Kyle said. "I'm fine." She rubbed her eyes. "Just a lot of moving pieces." "I've been doing some research of my own." His voice was lower than usual, more serious. "About Blackridge. About Victor Salinger."

“You’re adapting.” “I’m trying.” They stopped outside a tent draped in tattered red cloth. Inside, it smelled like old paper and firewood. A man sat cross-legged, blindfolded, head tilted. “You brought her,” he said. Rachel stepped inside. “You knew I was coming?” “I *felt* you.” Dylan crossed his arms. “Cut the theatrics, Sage. We need answers.” “Then ask,” Sage said, pulling off his blindfold. His eyes were pale silver, completely clouded.

She let out a deep sigh before standing in front of me. Riley is the son of the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, and he would be the next Alpha of this pack. If Alia, my sister, was right, Riley was harboring a crush on Andrea. It was the only logical reason why he would always look for her and come after her. “Is it okay if I sit there?” She asked politely, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes shifted to the space beside me, where her little finger was pointing, and I immediately inched to the other side to give her space. “Of course, why not? I don’t own this place.”

Cassie chuckled, her gaze lingering on Sarah. Sarah turned back to the counter, pretending to wipe something that wasn’t there. Cassie leaned in, her voice dropping, conspiratorial. “So? Did you do the deed yet?” Sarah nearly dropped the rag. Her face went from flushed to blazing. “What? No! Absolutely not!” The thought alone made her heart race. “Really?” Cassie looked genuinely shocked, her brows arched high. “You’re telling me you’ve got Jax Reaper Reed kissing your soul outta your mouth and you haven’t gotten naked yet?”

I was on my fourth drink when someone slid onto the stool beside me. “Hi Declan.” That voice, that sinister sultry voice, belonged only to Riley. She was wearing a tight black gown, that barely covered her thighs, her chest was almost half open. Her blonde hair was down, makeup perfect. She looked like trouble wrapped in temptation. “Not now, Riley,” I muttered, signaling for another drink. She ignored me and ordered a vodka soda. “I saw the photos.” She said. “Tough break. Soraya always did think she was better than everyone else. Guess she finally showed her true colors.”