Novel & Cerita Ryker Grimborn

My heart sinks, knowing it is Ryker who has come to torment me again. The door creaks open, and there he stands. Ryker. Tall, broad-shouldered, and terrifyingly handsome. His golden eyes gleam with a dangerous intensity, and his lips curve into a smirk that sends a shiver down my spine. Behind him is Carly, her arm looped through his. Her laugh is light and carefree, a sharp contrast to the heavy silence that hangs between Ryker and me.

The rogue stumbled forward, catching himself with a grace that spoke of years of survival. Up close, he was nothing like I expected. Ragged clothes hung from a muscular frame that had clearly seen better days. Dried blood caked his hairline, and his eyes—those were the eyes of someone who'd survived something most wouldn't even dare to imagine. “I'm Ryker Steelclaw,” he announced, standing with a defiance that seemed to challenge everyone in the room to doubt him. Elara stepped forward, her presence cutting through the tension like a blade of pure energy. “You've got exactly one chance to explain yourself,” she said, green eyes boring into Ryker with an intensity that would make most superna

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

So shameful… “Hey.” He says firmer, not giving me room to avoid him. I meet his gaze. The shadows swirl in them, dark and relentless, but behind them, I can spot his brilliant green eyes. Ryker is still Ryker, no matter what has happened. “Ignore him.” Rye says, “When I get out of here I’ll kill him for good.” My throat bobs, even as Everest rasps a laugh, and I turn forward, facing away from one nightmare to the next.

The last of the decorations had been packed away, the tables folded, and the tent slowly emptied as guests trickled out into the cool night air. Blake pulled out his phone, stretching as he dialed. “Hey, Miriam! How are the pups?” His face softened as he listened. “Yeah? Good, good. We’re just about wrapped up here… That Ryker! Already an alpha.” A broad grin spread across his face. Jasmine perked up. “What did my mom say?” Blake smirked, tucking his phone away. “She said she got the pups down for bed—and that Ryker is already doing pushups.”

“I mean, no respect, Alpha, but how would five of us attack that pack with Grim around? You are sending us to our death" Alpha Killian released a loud, powerful growl and hit his fist on his table. “Grim! Grim! Grim! Is he not a man like you? I need you to save my sister, and besides, he is not around. He went on a trip. Make sure you rescue my sister or don't come back, or else I will kill you,” he shouted. “Grim is a hybrid, Alpha. He literally killed half of our pack because we formed an alliance with his enemy. Send more of us; five of us can't take down Grim, and you know it,” Lia said.

The Zetas around me bowed their heads as I walked back outside. “The king is awake, he’s asking for you,” Ryker said as he walked towards me. “Like you said, Ryker, I shouldn’t be here,” I said to him and ported back home. Slade grabbed me as I appeared back in my bedroom and started yelling at me. “What the fuck!” Dani jumped off the bed and moved towards me and tried to push Slade away from me but he didn’t budge. “Kai was attacked by that hunter,” I said to him as he stopped shaking me by the shoulders.

I let out a dry cough, trying to hide the pain in my eyes. “Hey, you, Leon Darkwood?” a thick voice called, snapping me out of my thoughts. I shifted my gaze, and it fell on a tall, fairly muscular guy with brown hair and eyes. “Yes, I am, and who are you?” I asked, my tone firm as I could tell from his uniform he was a student, meaning he was also an alpha, and it was time for me to begin my act. “I'm Ryker, Ryker Silver fang,” he said, with a smile that seemed almost deeming as he stared at me, “I'm sure you must have heard of me at least once.”

What happened to Hale?”Ryker’s jaw tightened. “Alive. Barely. The Cradle’s holding him. But he… he saw something. Something about the First Flame.”I frowned. “You mean me.”“No,” he said. “I mean what’s inside you. What Dorian wanted to use. What the Cradle was built to cage.”The words sat heavy between us.We didn’t speak again until we reached the surface.The sun blinded me at first. Warmth touched my skin like a benediction. The world above hadn’t changed—but I had.I could feel it in the wind.In the way the forest fell silent as we emerged.In the way the wolves watching from the shadows dropped their eyes as I passed.Power didn’t just hum beneath my skin.It bowed.And Ryker—he walked beside

I looked up at him with a questioning look. ‘I really would never have hurt Deamian’s mom. He always thought I hated her for making me leave, for trying to keep me safe because I was so ordinary and could have gotten hurt by her enemies. He was wrong though. I have only and will only lover her… even in death.” I gave him a small smirk and said, “Yeah, I know Mr Grimmwolf.” And with that he left. So Deamian had really made Ryker in his father’s likeness. A weak, ordinary wolf like his dad. I guess he did still care for his own dad.