Novel & Cerita Ryker Grimborn

“I’m currently staring at Ruin and Blight. Why did he say he’s there?” The mention of my name catches my attention, an icy shiver running down my spine. What’s going on in Las Vegas that involves me? Ryker listens intently, then a low growl rumbles in his throat. “That should have been a tell in itself since Ruin is my most trusted,” he mutters, frustration boiling over. He’s piecing things together, and I can tell it’s not to his liking. “Try silver to see if it does anything to him,” Ryker suggests sharply. His mind is working overtime, strategizing, trying to make sense of the situation. The conversation continues with Ryker receiving updates from Fenriz, his expression growing darker wit

I say while my stomach churns at the fact that I have just accepted two Omega wolves into my pack; two who have been clearly abused over a long period of time. Andrei laughs heartily and slaps his knee. “Magnificent! Well, as you know, Ryker is my youngest brother, whom our father banished for killing our mother. So when he called me up to ask for my help, can you believe how stunned I was?” What the actual shit? The great Ryker is a fucking banished Alpha? So, I guess we have something in common; we both killed our mothers. But then again, Ryker is blessed with Sight years more advanced than Caterina’s, so what exactly did he see when he touched his mother that led him to kill her?

I gulp angrily a bottle of whiskey. "She rejected him Drake,his rescue was mere heroism" Ryker states. "How sure are you!" I fume. "The expression within their eyes Ryker,I observed it, they miss themselves,they crave their touch,they're freaking returned!" I smash the whiskey bottle. "Why not assign Chris watch Damien. His observation might clarify our discovery?" He suggests. "Wise decision Ryker,Chris remains a loyal guard" I exit the room. *** Location: Black eagles hunter clan POV: Kara's POV

I caught sight of Dain and Kiara fighting back to back, Jarek dragging a wounded warrior to safety. And Ryker… My heart lurched. Ryker was tearing through the rogues with brutal efficiency, his wolf was a silver blur in the chaos. He was quick, magnificent, ruthless, and majestically lethal. And when his eyes met mine across the carnage, they burned with something dark and unspoken. “Mine.” He growled. The word slammed into my chest as surely as if he had spoken it aloud. I stumbled, breath hitching. Stop, Elora. There was no time to feel things, especially things like this.

She rushed over like a gust of wind, trying to snatch the bills from Ryker. "Ryker! Don’t let her fool you with these fake things! She…" "Get away from me!" Ryker snapped his head up, letting out a low growl like a wounded beast. He shoved Brynn, sending her sprawling to the ground. His eyes were now bloodshot red from extreme pain.

He was undeniably one of the most striking male specimens she had ever laid eyes upon - his powerful physique taut and sculpted like an ancient warrior etching. Even at rest, his piercing hazel eyes glinted with an intensity that could doubtless turn predatory in the blink of an eye. "Who are you?" she demanded, her defensive posture not wavering an inch despite her intrigue. "Why did you intervene in my affairs?" The lycan arched a thick brow, seemingly amused by her distrustful hostility despite her indebtedness to him. "I am Ryker," he replied simply. "A rover with no set clan or ancestral territories to claim. I stumbled upon your tracks and those of the Rager while hunting and thought i

she asked softly. Ryker exhaled, shaking his head. “He never came back either. We thought he was dead. I thought he was dead.” he shrugged, letting out a deep sigh. “And now… now I found out he's not just alive, but he's the Tyrant. The one who attacked me. The one rival this pack has. The one who's trying to destroy everything I swore to protect.”

Just like the rest of my memories, this one was also gone. The property was still deserted, so much like the first time I got out of that cell, and I knew who caused all this. Aithan Fucking Lyker. He killed our men. Max as well. He fucking had the guts to steal into our compound, weave his way in, and got the men's trust, only to stab them hard on their backs without a look of remorse. He took pleasure in knowing he got everyone to believe he had changed. Thinking of everything he did made me eager to wrap my hands around his neck and strangle the living light out of him.

**Shyfter** ‘As always, our little brother, forever the self chosen ambassador for peace! That's fine, let's see how YOU will handle this, Ambassador. The rest of us will observe these new strangers. Kugri, would you please go inform the Others about our guests? We shouldn't be hasty to turn to the side of violence to solve our problems, when words are far less deadly.’ A huge rust colored wolf, with glowing orange eyes suggested. **Anaki** ‘Shyfter, you will remain behind with Moon. I have a feeling you two will make an interesting team on this one. If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood?’

she gritted out. I nodded, putting out my hand. My dad handed me his knife. I quickly sliced my palm and then sliced her restrained one. "Say it." "I, Sara Adalwolf, hereby solemnly pledge my loyalty and allegiance to the Jade Moon Pack and Alpha Tyce Tikaani." I placed my hand against hers until the warm sensation of her becoming tethered to my pack passed between us. I then stepped away and looked her up and down. "Did you kill Alpha Bruce Tikaani?"