Ryder Tully Age Novels & Stories

I sat down and took the glass he offered with a smile. “Ryder Grey, born the second son of Sire Lucas Grey, elite hunter at age seventeen, Sire of Princeton at age nineteen, exiled for marking a woman while married to another, created your own tribe of all kinds in Bushnell and currently working for the Elders as hunter all at the age of twenty-five. How’d I do?” he asked me with a smile. “You’re very informed my King,” I said. “Please call me Rex in private. I like to know things about people. Is it true that your son was riding a wolf when Archie came to see you?” he asked me and I smiled at that.

I say holding my hands out ready for the tray of delicious food to be handed to me. Ryder passed the tray to me after I got a little more comfortable on my sofa and he sat down in the window seat whilst I started to eat my dinner. “Have you finished your college studies already, I thought you were here just a month ago.” I said in between sticking a roast potato in my mouth and with a slight mocking tone as I swear Ryder spends more time at the castle than at college, but I suppose its pretty easy for him being the top Lycan in his class in all combat training and academic classes. “Yes, I have finished for this term a little earlier than planned as I think it might be someone’s birthday on

Andrew and Kate are engaged, and they are getting married after a month. Soon we reach America and are greeted by Raven, Blake, and Ryder. Ryder runs to me and pulls me into a hug. I place my head on his chest and hug him back. He is 19 years old now, and he is taller than me too. "Why didn't you come back to visit? I missed you so much," Ryder cries. "I am sorry, bud. It will kill me if I lose another person close to me again. But, hey, here I am, and I am going to be here for good." I grin.