Sleeping Ranker Novels & Stories

My mind was clearer too. We went back to the clearing and shifted to our human forms and got dressed. The women left the clearing and we remained behind. We closed the circle and I would now have to fight for my position in the pack. By the end of the night I would either be ranked fourth behind Malachi or ranked sixth behind Frank.

She fought her way to her feet and mumbled, "I need to get up." Drake slowly opened his eyes and focused his gaze on the woman. "Sleep, stray... I want to spend the whole day snuggling up with you." His speech had a weary and drowsy quality to it. " "I need you right here next to me; it's cozier that way."

Her eyes closed. Tabitha jerked up in bed. She could feel her body was soaked with sweat. What kind of dream was that? She looked over at Mark who was still asleep. She slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom. She turned the water on and splashed it on her face. Her mind was still racing. She kept having these dreams but she didn’t know what they meant. Who was the guy in the dreams that she couldn’t see? She never could make out his face. And why was Mark always hurting her in the dreams?

I cleared my throat. “I’ve asked you here for something particular. As you know, I am becoming Alpha, the last-ranked wolf in Nebrodi. This means the other ranked positions are vacant.” I began. Gage and Ilario’s backs quickly straightened as I mentioned the ranked positions. Khloe looked adorable and equal parts terrified and interested.

“Ryker, I’m serious. We’re moving on, and you should come with us. I don’t want you to get hurt because of what my team is doing.” He looked at her hand where it rested on the crook of his elbow. With that much fur between his arm and her hand, he likely couldn’t even feel her, but she pulled her hand away anyway, just in case he was really even half as annoyed as he seemed. “Why in the world would I want to go hangout with a bunch of supernatural freaks who don’t need to eat or sleep or take a piss like I do?” “Wow--you really know nothing about us, do you? I do all of those things. In fact, I’m exhausted right now. It’s true the Guardians don’t sleep much, but some of them eat--a lot. And

she said imperiously. “But–” She tapped her cane on my butt cheek. “Up. Up!” I sighed and turned back to the stairs, making my way to my small apartment. A red dragon screensaver flew happily across my three monitors, welcoming me back home. I went to the computer and sat down in my gaming chair. Since Kieran wasn’t a threat - at least I didn’t think he was a threat - there wasn’t any reason I couldn’t sign back up for my forums. I had just finished getting myself back into the fifth one when DracoK4u messaged me.

Caden's POV I sat on my bed and raised a mug of tea to my lips. Riven was in the bed opposite mine. He had one leg thrown over the bunk, flipping a knife and catching it by the handle. His brown hair had fallen into his eyes again. He hadn't pushed it back. Yesterday had been eventful. I had gotten the brightest light on the orb. Automatic Rank 1. I shook my head as I thought of the Omega girl who got Rank 7. She was just too weak.

I could feel their hunger, their need to dominate. This ranking system wasn’t just a game—it was a war waiting to happen. My wolf stirred, restless, eager for the challenge. But something else tugged at me, a faint pull I couldn’t shake. I pulled out my phone, the screen flashing with the notification. Cassian Virex. Dominion: Solas. Rank: 95. The three-point Bloodborn bonus had pushed me higher, just shy of perfection. Ronan leaned over, whistling low. “Ninety-five, huh? Not bad, golden boy. Guess I’ll have to settle for second place.” He flashed his screen—Rank 92, plus his own three-point boost.

Yawning, I take a drink of water from the night stand, before getting in bed and pulling up the covers. Just as I close my eyes, I hear a familiar scratching noise from the closet. Opening them, I bolt up in bed. Bubba, my fearless monster slayer is laying on the floor comatose, but he hears it too and jumps up. I notice that his ears are perked up and he cocks his head as he tries to hear something over by the closet.

"Miss! Wake up! Alpha Damien is going feral!" Maria's frantic screams ripped through the night. My eyes snapped open. I gasped for air, a cold sweat drenching my back. The phantom agony of my bones splintering… The feel of warm blood on my face… It was still there, seared into my nerves. My two little pups. Their screams echoed in my head. I could still see their father—my mate—tearing them apart right in front of me.