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Ryker exhaled sharply, shifting slightly against the pillows as he tried to sit up but the sudden pain in his ribs made him pause. His eyes, still intense despite his exhaustion, bore into Eirlys as he spoke.“Are you not going to answer the question?” he clicked his tongue. “Is that really it? Was it because you're not fast enough or there was something else?”“There was nothing else… there couldn't have been something else and you know it.” she said immediately.Ryker gulped and nodded his head. “Yeah, you're right. There couldn't have been something else but it doesn't matter,” he responded. “Even if you weren't fast enough, you could have at least tried to run. Instead of standing there, waiting to be killed.”Eirlys lowered her gaze, her fingers gripping the edge of the chair she sat on. She didn't argue—because he was right. She hadn't moved. She hadn't even thought about running. And because of that, Ryker had thrown himself in front of her, taking the hit that was meant for he
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The past had a way of creeping in when she least expected it. No matter how much she tried to bury it, no matter how many times she convinced herself she had moved in, it still clung to her like a shadow, refusing to let go.Eirlys walked alone through the corridors of the packhouse, her fingers brushing against the cool stone walls as her mind drifted back—back to a time when she had nothing. No home. No freedoms. No name, only a whispered reminder of who she used to be before everything was stripped from her.She could still feel the cold chains around her wrists. She could still hear the laughter of her captors, their voices taunting her as they shoved her down into the dirt. The Tyrant's pack—The Dreadhowl pack had been ruthless, showing no mercy to those they deemed beneath them. She had been nothing to them—a prisoner, a slave, a thing to be used and discarded.For months, she endured it. The hard labor, the punishment, the endless cycle of torment designed to break her spirit.
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Ryker paced back and forth in his chamber, his mind tangled in the past. The walls around him felt too close. His ribs didn't ache as before. He was now fit to go about.But he could not, the pain that lingered in his chest had lingered in his chest held him down. It was an old wound, deeper than claw marks or broken bones—one that never truly healed.He had once thought fate had given him a gift.The day he learned Eirlys was his mate, something had lit up inside him. He had been raised to believe in strength and power, in the bond that tied gated mates together. And when his gaze had first locked onto her, he had known. She was meant for him.He had been overjoyed.He could still remember that moment—the way his pulse had quickened, the way his wolf had stirred with a certainty he had never felt before. She had been standing before him, fragile yet unbroken.And not had been fleeting. Whispers had started almost immediately, murmurs that slithered through the pack like poison. At f
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The air was thick with tension before the first wounded guard even appeared at the edge of the clearing, approaching the main gate. A roar of noise erupted as several of Ryker's warriors stumbled into the pack grounds, their bodies battered and bleeding.Some clutched their sides, others leaned heavily on their comrades, their once-proud uniforms now stained with dirt and blood. Their ragged breathing and the scent of blood sent a ripple of unease through those who gathered.Ryker was already moving before he could process the shock. His heart pounded against his ribs as he pushed past the others, his gaze scanning the returning warriors, assessing the extent of their injuries. Beside him, Rowan's face darkened with concern and even Celeste—looked unsettled.“What happened?” Ryker's voice came sharp and commanding but none of the injured guards could answer immediately. Their exhaustion was too great and their wounds too severe.“I couldn't find any of you. But I'm glad you're back….”
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Ryker's fingers curled into his palms as he stood on a spot in the room, his back turned on Rowan. His thoughts drifted—pulled back to a time long before betrayal and bloodshed.He remembered the crisp autumn air, the soft crunch of leaves beneath their feet. The training grounds had always felt vast back then, an open space where strength was measured in sweat and bruises. His father, Marcus, stood tall at the edges of the clearing, his arms folded and his expression as hard as a stone.Ryker could see it clearly like it was yesterday—the two of them, both him and Orion locked in combat. Ryker, though was younger but already strong, moved with swift precision, his strike was controlled. And Orion, who was older but still struggling under the weight of expectations, also fought with determination but there was a crack in his stance—more like hesitation, a falter in his resolve.A sharp grunt filled the air as Ryker pivoted, using Orion's own movement against him. And with a forceful
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The knock at the door was soft and almost uncertain. Ryker barely looked up from where he had frozen.“Come in,” he called, his voice rough and thick with exhaustion.The door creaked open, and when the figure finally came through the door, his heart fluttered slightly. It was Eirlys.She lingered in the doorway, the door yet to be shut behind her. And for a fleeting moment, neither of them spoke. They only stared at each other, caught in a silence so heavy.Ryker had not expected her as he was about to go see her. And yet, now that she was here, standing before him, his mind scrambled to find something to say.A question. An apology. Anything. But the words never came.Eirlys shifted her feet, her fingers curling slightly at her sides. Then, she cleared her throat, breaking the silence that hung in the room between them.“I came to check on your wounds,” she propelled her head forward, her eyes settling on his side.Ryker gave a slow nod. “I appreciate that,” a smile curled around th
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Dim was the moon but anyone could see through the darkness as torches were lit, their rays shining across the field. Indistinct chatter filled the air across the open space as the prisoners uttered words in low tones while some laughed out loud.They didn't laugh because of something funny but rather, because they had lost hope as their laugh was followed by a loud cry after beating up themselves.The Dreadhowl pack wasn't a place anyone would dream to be. Once you're enslaved, there's no escaping and every single one knew that was the end of the road for them.The only time they have a sense of freedom was when they were freed from their cells to roam around in the free space. None could fight back as their wolves had been suppressed by a collar locked around their necks. “Hey! Hey!” One of the prisoners crawled on his knees, referring to another. “You're always sitting alone… Don't you have any friends… you can make one with me, don't you think?”Eirlys shook her head but kept mute
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The whole pack was silent such that anyone could hear the sound of a fallen pin. Just a few guards on watch were awake. The rest, asleep. Eirlys saw an opportunity and the best time to execute her plans. She tiptoed on the cemented floor of the big hall after which she escaped from her cell. Everyone was snoring and fast asleep from the day’s work, so no one could have noticed her. She made way for the field, the only place all the prisoners felt a little sense of freedom. She peeped through the iron door and noticed the guard, though was fast asleep, sitting at the other end, his head bent and resting against the wall. She took a deep breath, hoping not to draw attention to herself. “You can do it, Eirlys. Yes you can.” She whispered, nodding her head and breathing out with her mouth. She unlocked the door and opened it slowly. She rushed towards the other gate at the end of the fence without looking back. It was way out. She got there faster than she could imagine. She grabbed it
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The knock at the door was soft and almost uncertain. Ryker barely looked up from where he had frozen.“Come in,” he called, his voice rough and thick with exhaustion.The door creaked open, and when the figure finally came through the door, his heart fluttered slightly. It was Eirlys.She lingered in the doorway, the door yet to be shut behind her. And for a fleeting moment, neither of them spoke. They only stared at each other, caught in a silence so heavy.Ryker had not expected her as he was about to go see her. And yet, now that she was here, standing before him, his mind scrambled to find something to say.A question. An apology. Anything. But the words never came.Eirlys shifted her feet, her fingers curling slightly at her sides. Then, she cleared her throat, breaking the silence that hung in the room between them.“I came to check on your wounds,” she propelled her head forward, her eyes settling on his side.Ryker gave a slow nod. “I appreciate that,” a smile curled around th
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Ryker's fingers curled into his palms as he stood on a spot in the room, his back turned on Rowan. His thoughts drifted—pulled back to a time long before betrayal and bloodshed.He remembered the crisp autumn air, the soft crunch of leaves beneath their feet. The training grounds had always felt vast back then, an open space where strength was measured in sweat and bruises. His father, Marcus, stood tall at the edges of the clearing, his arms folded and his expression as hard as a stone.Ryker could see it clearly like it was yesterday—the two of them, both him and Orion locked in combat. Ryker, though was younger but already strong, moved with swift precision, his strike was controlled. And Orion, who was older but still struggling under the weight of expectations, also fought with determination but there was a crack in his stance—more like hesitation, a falter in his resolve.A sharp grunt filled the air as Ryker pivoted, using Orion's own movement against him. And with a forceful
Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
The air was thick with tension before the first wounded guard even appeared at the edge of the clearing, approaching the main gate. A roar of noise erupted as several of Ryker's warriors stumbled into the pack grounds, their bodies battered and bleeding.Some clutched their sides, others leaned heavily on their comrades, their once-proud uniforms now stained with dirt and blood. Their ragged breathing and the scent of blood sent a ripple of unease through those who gathered.Ryker was already moving before he could process the shock. His heart pounded against his ribs as he pushed past the others, his gaze scanning the returning warriors, assessing the extent of their injuries. Beside him, Rowan's face darkened with concern and even Celeste—looked unsettled.“What happened?” Ryker's voice came sharp and commanding but none of the injured guards could answer immediately. Their exhaustion was too great and their wounds too severe.“I couldn't find any of you. But I'm glad you're back….”
Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Ryker paced back and forth in his chamber, his mind tangled in the past. The walls around him felt too close. His ribs didn't ache as before. He was now fit to go about.But he could not, the pain that lingered in his chest had lingered in his chest held him down. It was an old wound, deeper than claw marks or broken bones—one that never truly healed.He had once thought fate had given him a gift.The day he learned Eirlys was his mate, something had lit up inside him. He had been raised to believe in strength and power, in the bond that tied gated mates together. And when his gaze had first locked onto her, he had known. She was meant for him.He had been overjoyed.He could still remember that moment—the way his pulse had quickened, the way his wolf had stirred with a certainty he had never felt before. She had been standing before him, fragile yet unbroken.And not had been fleeting. Whispers had started almost immediately, murmurs that slithered through the pack like poison. At f
Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
The past had a way of creeping in when she least expected it. No matter how much she tried to bury it, no matter how many times she convinced herself she had moved in, it still clung to her like a shadow, refusing to let go.Eirlys walked alone through the corridors of the packhouse, her fingers brushing against the cool stone walls as her mind drifted back—back to a time when she had nothing. No home. No freedoms. No name, only a whispered reminder of who she used to be before everything was stripped from her.She could still feel the cold chains around her wrists. She could still hear the laughter of her captors, their voices taunting her as they shoved her down into the dirt. The Tyrant's pack—The Dreadhowl pack had been ruthless, showing no mercy to those they deemed beneath them. She had been nothing to them—a prisoner, a slave, a thing to be used and discarded.For months, she endured it. The hard labor, the punishment, the endless cycle of torment designed to break her spirit.
Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Ryker exhaled sharply, shifting slightly against the pillows as he tried to sit up but the sudden pain in his ribs made him pause. His eyes, still intense despite his exhaustion, bore into Eirlys as he spoke.“Are you not going to answer the question?” he clicked his tongue. “Is that really it? Was it because you're not fast enough or there was something else?”“There was nothing else… there couldn't have been something else and you know it.” she said immediately.Ryker gulped and nodded his head. “Yeah, you're right. There couldn't have been something else but it doesn't matter,” he responded. “Even if you weren't fast enough, you could have at least tried to run. Instead of standing there, waiting to be killed.”Eirlys lowered her gaze, her fingers gripping the edge of the chair she sat on. She didn't argue—because he was right. She hadn't moved. She hadn't even thought about running. And because of that, Ryker had thrown himself in front of her, taking the hit that was meant for he
Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Eirlys walked hurriedly through the packhouse halls, the scent of fresh herbs clinging to her fingers as she clutched the bundle tightly against her chest. The infirmary had been quiet save for the hushed voices of the healers, but her mind had been anything but. Ryker's injuries weren't just injuries, they were deep. And she had gathered the best herbs she could find—ones to speed up the healing.Her heart pounded as she rounded the corner and her thoughts were so preoccupied that she barely noticed the figure in front of her until it was too late. She soon collided into someone, the impact jarring her and instantly, she instinctively reached out to steady her balance.“Well, well,” a familiar, saccharine voice crooned.Eirlys froze. It was Celeste.The blonde took a slow step back, her icy blue eyes flickering over the herbs in Eirlys's arms before settling on her with a knowing smirk. “Let me guess,” she mused, tilted her head slightly. “You're off to play nursemaid to my mate?”E
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Eirlys barely felt the scorching sun as she rode through the rays of light that shone through the trees, her breath coming in quick gasps. She gripped the reins tightly as she led the horse forward at a relentless pace. Every time she risked a glance behind her, her heart clenched at the sight of Ryker slumped in the saddle of the other horse, barely conscious. He wasn't the one controlling the ride—he was too weak for that.His body swayed dangerously with every gallop, his breathing labored and his stormy gray eyes barely open.“Hold on,” she whispered. “Just a little longer, Ryker. Stay with me.”But he didn't respond. He slightly opened his eyes and smiled at her.As they neared the pack's borders, the looming gates came into view and Eirlys screamed out.“Help! Someone—help us!”Her voice echoed through the stillness of the day. She sounded desperate.At first, there was only silence. Then—in the next second, there was movement. Figures emerged from the gates, guards rushing for
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The journey back was silent, the weight of their conversation still lingering in the air. Eirlys walked a little behind Ryker, her thoughts tangled between the moment they'd just shared and the uneasy feeling settling in her chest.The trees around them looked like silent sentinels, the rustling leaves whispering secrets of the past. Then, in an instant, the world erupted into chaos.Unknown wolves lunged from the trees. They were swift and calculated. Ryker's instinct flared and before Eirlys could react, he had already stepped in front of her, his body tensing as claws and fangs gleamed under the morning sun. A growl rumbled deep in his chest, a warning but their attackers showed no fear.The first strike came fast. Ryker met it head-on, dodging a blade aimed at his side and countering it with a powerful blow. Eirlys barely had time to register what was happening before she was yanked backward. She fought against the grip, panic clawing at her throat, until she realized it was one o
