An uneasy silence had made its way into the room since Ryder's mention of the black wolf. It was a heavy, almost palpable tension that seemed to wrap itself around us.Tyler seemed uncertain what to make of it though, and continued to glance between Ryder and I as if he was missing something.The silence lingered on, thick and uncomfortable, as if everyone was waiting for me to say something. Ryder probably wanted me to accept his apology, or at least acknowledge it, while Tyler likely wanted more information.It was like a standoff of unspoken words, each of us waiting for the next one to break the silence.Finally, I groaned dramatically and leaned back against the coffee table, setting the controller down on the floor in front of me with a resigned sigh. "Guess we may as well talk about it," I relented, my shoulders drooping. There goes the fun, I thought to myself.Tyler still looked confused, his head tilting slightly as he tried to make sense of everything."You mean about the
(Tyler's POV)As soon as Kate disappeared from the room, I turned to face Ryder, my jaw set and my eyes narrowing as I glared at him. He looked up at me with a knowing expression, his posture relaxed but his eyes cautious."I know what you're going to say," he stated, raising his hands in a gesture of innocence, as if he could somehow ward off the storm he knew was coming."What am I going to say?" I asked, my voice low and controlled, but laced with the anger that simmered just beneath the surface."You're going to threaten me," he replied, already sounding exasperated before our little conversation had even begun.I took a step closer, my glare intensifying as I regarded him. My demeanor was menacing, a clear warning that I wasn't fucking around."Ryder, I want you to understand that I mean this very seriously. If you hurt her, I WILL kill you. Maybe Dad will step in first and save you again, but he's not always around..." My voice was firm, leaving no room for misunderstandings.Ry
After Tyler left my room, I settled back down on my bed, pulling my laptop closer to search for flights for Jenna. My excitement was bubbling just beneath the surface, which made it a struggle to focus, but I pushed through, knowing this was obviously necessary if I actually wanted to see her.I checked a few websites and found a couple of suitable flights, shortlisting them before giving Jenna a call."I'm so fucking excited!" she answered the phone, not even saying hello. Not that I cared, I felt exactly the same."I know! Me too!" I replied, barely able to contain myself.We ran through the flights I had shortlisted and decided on one that left on Saturday morning, which seemed to work best with Jenna’s schedule.“I can't believe this is happening!” Jenna squealed after I confirmed that it was booked.“I know! I can't wait to see you! You're going to love it here,” I said, my heart almost bursting with joy at the prospect of seeing her so soon.We didn't chat long, unfortunately. I
I didn’t fall asleep again. Instead, I lay there, savoring the comforting warmth of Ryder’s body beside mine. It took me back to the time I had broken my arm and he would come over early in the mornings, crawling into the bed with me after Aunt Mara had left. That had been a good time. I hoped that our lives together going forward might be the same.I was still lost in the memory when Ryder stirred beside me. He didn’t say anything at first, just wrapped his arms around me and held me close, like I was something precious he had lost and finally found again.I heard him sigh deeply, a sound full of contentment and perhaps a hint of relief.“I need to get up soon,” I murmured softly, though the last thing I wanted to do was go anywhere.My test was at 11:30, and Aunt Mara was picking me up at 10:00 and the responsible part of me knew I needed to start getting ready.“No...” Ryder mumbled, his grip on me tightening as if he wasn't going to allow me to go.“What time is your tattoo appoin
"We don't have a lot of time," I murmured softly.Ryder pulled away slightly, looking at me with uncertainty for a moment before my fingers found their way to the waistband of his boxers, tugging at them in an attempt to get my point across.He caught on and a mischievous smile grew on his lips as he leaned in closer. "We don't need a lot of time," he replied eagerly, his voice low and filled with anticipation before he gave me a hand, pulling his boxers off.I couldn't help but chuckle at that. "You know, not many guys would admit to that so openly," I teased, my hands brushing against the warm skin of his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath my fingertips.He smiled at my words, a playful glint in his eyes before he leaned in to kiss me again, his lips capturing mine with an intensity that left no room for doubt.I followed his lead, tugging my shirt up over my head and tossing it aside, not caring where it landed. All that mattered in that moment was the feel of his s
Eventually, Ryder and I managed to pull ourselves out of bed, but it was obvious that neither of us was particularly enthusiastic about it.The morning sun blazed even more furiously through the blinds in my bedroom, reminding us that the day was going to continue on, with or without us.After getting dressed, I found myself in the kitchen, rummaging through the pantry cupboard looking for something quick to eat. I found one of Tyler's protein bars and figured it would have to do.I was busy tearing the packet open with my teeth when I was startled by a voice that came from just behind me.“Does Tyler know you’re eating his protein bars?” Ryder asked as I spun around to face him, clutching at my chest.I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming it was him.“Jesus, you scared me!” I exclaimed, letting out a deep breath. Then I scoffed, going on to answer his question, “No, I’m gonna blame you,” I teased before taking a bite.Ryder chuckled, shaking his head as he leaned against the c
(Tyler's POV)I arrived home from classes feeling a mixture of excitement and relief. The day had been long, filled with boring classes about Werewolf History and a grueling hand-to-hand combat session with Luke that I was still recovering from. The fact that Kate had messaged me to let me know she had passed her test also didn't help. After she had told me the good news, all I could think about was coming home to celebrate with her.I'd decided I would either take her to dinner or we could stay home and I'd make her favorite food to celebrate. Whichever she was in the mood for.I knocked on her bedroom door, eager to see her beautiful smile and to hear all about the test, but when I peeked inside, the room was empty.Disappointment crept over me and I frowned, but I figured that meant she was with Ryder, seeing as they had now 'made up'.With a deep breath, I tried to mentally prepare myself for whatever it was I might see. This morning had taken me by surprise, and I didn't want to
(Tyler's POV)The scene before me felt like something out of a nightmare. Mrs Harris was lying on the floor, blood streaming from her nose and staining the carpet beneath her. For a moment, I could only stare, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing.After what felt like an eternity, I finally regained my senses.“Ryder!” I yelled, my voice filled with panic as I rushed to Mrs Harris’s side. I lifted her onto my lap, but she was like dead weight in my arms, completely unresponsive. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to feel for a pulse, but my hands were shaking too much to tell if there was one.I heard Ryder’s footsteps thundering up the hallway toward me. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered when he stopped in the doorway, his face pale as he took in the horrific scene.“Find Kate!” I ordered, my voice firm despite the chaos all around me.I couldn’t think about anything else right now. I needed to help Mrs Harris, and I needed to find Kate.Ryder sprang into action, rushing in
(Ryder's POV)I sat at the desk in my studio, one leg bouncing with restless energy as I stared at the clutter of notebooks, picks, and tangled wires.One of my guitars was propped up against the wall just behind me, a silent reminder of the hours I’d spent in here, chasing riffs and mixing sounds while everything else just faded into the background.But tonight, the space felt different. Heavier.Dinner had been… a lot.We'd been having dinner together a lot more than usual these days, and Mom had insisted on cooking. Her skills in the kitchen were limited, to say the least, but she had given it her best shot and while her meatloaf was nowhere near as good as Shelly's, we all appreciated her efforts and could see that she was trying to anchor the family together.The family dinner also gave me the perfect opportunity to let Mom and Dad know about my little change of heart. As expected, Mom had cried, leaping up in the middle of dinner and insisting on a hug as she wiped tears from he
(Katelyn's POV)The house was too quiet.I had paced the living room so many times that I was pretty sure I’d worn a groove into the hardwood floor. Outside, the sky had faded into shades of amber and lavender as dusk crept in, and still, Ryder and Tyler weren’t back.When Tyler had messaged me earlier to say he’d found Ryder, I had felt relief wash over me, but it was short-lived. Found him where? Doing what? Had he said anything? No, Tyler’s message was frustratingly vague, and if I hadn’t been worried sick all day, I might have been annoyed.But now, with every passing minute, my anxiety was back in full force. I glanced down to check the time on my phone again and to see if maybe there was a new message, even though I knew there wasn't. There had been no notification sound and upon checking the time, it was confirmed that not even a minute had passed since I last checked.This was so frustrating and the seconds seemed to tick by with the most obnoxious lack of urgency.I was fairl
(Ryder's POV)"It's not too late," Tyler murmured, his voice soft as he shook his head.But I wasn't convinced and the weight of the conversation hung over me as I stared at the still surface of the pond. It reflected the gray clouds overhead, shifting and churning in the sky above, their movements mirroring the turmoil inside me.I felt like I was staring at some part of myself. Some dark, roiling, chaotic mess that teetered on the edge of release. But I wasn’t sure whether it would end in a furious thunderstorm that would rage until it had nothing left to give, or a gentle drizzle that might wash everything clean and give life to something new.I dragged a hand through my hair and let out a long, shaky breath, figuring I had already passed the point of no return. "I don’t want to let people down, Ty,” I admitted softly. The words felt like they were being scraped out of me and like they were pulling shards of glass along with them.Tyler shifted beside me, but he didn’t say anything
(Ryder's POV)Tyler's belief in me should’ve felt reassuring, but instead, it felt like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest.“No,” I said again, more forcefully this time. “I’m just… It’s not me...”The conversation spiraled from there and we ended up in a shouting match with him trying to point out how good I had been at things like art and creative writing, as if that just somehow magically made me a more capable leader than I was giving myself credit for.It all just kept going downhill from there..."Fear of what, Ryder?! What are you afraid of?! It's sure as shit not being a disappointment because you've prided yourself on that fact for years now. So what is it? What are you so fucking afraid of?!" he snapped, his frustration and patience finally reaching its limit.“Of letting people down!” I finally admitted, the words bursting out before I could stop them. “I’m just—”But Tyler wasn't having it. Before I could even finish my sentence he spoke over me, his words tumbling o
(Ryder's POV)My eyes were focused on the ripples from my failed stone-skipping attempt, but I could feel Tyler's on me, waiting for a response.His question hung in the air and I didn't know how to answer it. I didn't know what to say.With a sigh, I dragged my hand down my face. “I’m just trying to figure shit out.”The answer was a cop-out, but I didn't know what else to tell him. I was torn between letting every word and thought pour out of me so that I could just get it out in the open or shutting down completely and internalizing everything until I finally imploded.“Figure what out?” he pressed, his tone firm but not pushy.Jesus... Did I tell him? Should I just spill the fucking beans and let the chips fall where they may? Or did I keep my mouth shut and deal with it myself?The silence hung over us, heavy and awkward as I struggled to make a decision. Why did this feel so fucking complicated?!He looked like he was going to ask again, to press harder for an actual answer and
(Ryder's POV)I sat on the mossy log, staring at the still surface of the pond in front of me. The air was cool and damp, the smell of earth and pine heavy in the air. I looked up as gray clouds swirled overhead, the threat of rain imminent.This was Tyler's spot, but I'd come here a couple of times before when I needed to get some space to think about shit. Back home, everything just felt so... consuming... overwhelming. Not that it was much better here. It's not like the problems just magically disappeared as soon as I stepped out the front door. But here... I don't know. It was quiet. There was no chaos.This wasn't exactly what I had had in mind when I left this morning, and truth be told, I had no clue how long I had been here. I'd turned my phone off, not wanting to have any distractions or interruptions.Kate had probably messaged, but I just needed this time to focus. To focus on this one stupid problem. A problem that shouldn't have even been a problem at all.There had been
(Tyler's POV) Before I had a chance to put together some kind of response, Ryder continued, “You’ve always been better at everything, Tyler. You could always run that much faster. You were always that much stronger. You always scored that much higher. Everything you ever did... Everything you ever do... You just do it better than me. You can even skip a fucking stone further than I can..." he went on, scoffing at the absurdity of it but I could see that it weighed him down.I bit my lip, still not knowing what to say. To some degree it was true, but there was so much more to it."And I don't hate you for it or anything, okay?" he said, as if trying to set the record straight. "It's not like it's your fault that I couldn't measure up. It's just the way things panned out, and that's fine. I guess the pack needs a leader and that's you. You were always the one everyone looked up to and I guess I just figured that the best thing I could do was stay out of your way and not hold you back.
(Tyler's POV)Ryder hesitated for a moment before shaking his head again and replying, "I'm just... trying to figure shit out.”“Figure what out?” I pressed, trying to sound curious rather than forceful.He was quiet for a long moment and I was almost one hundred percent sure he was going to give me the generic 'stuff' reply again, but he surprised me.“That empty feeling I told you guys about after the marking? Well, it’s still there. I tried to ignore it, figuring that The Elders being here was more important. I thought that maybe it would go away if I didn't think about it, but it hasn’t. It's just gotten worse and with all the shit that asshole Simon was saying... I just... I think… I think I might know why I've been feeling this way...” he trailed off.I frowned. “Why?”He hesitated, his hands clenching into fists. “It's the Alpha thing, I'm almost sure of it. I’ve been avoiding it for years, telling myself I didn’t want it, that it isn’t who I am. But now? It’s like it’s catchin
(Tyler's POV)The Fortress was as busy as ever. People milled around the gym, sparring, chatting, working out, the usual. The faint smell of sweat mingled with disinfectant hung in the air.I scanned the room, hoping to see Ryder beating the shit out of a punching bag or leaning against the wall, smirking at someone’s terrible form, but there was no sign of him.He didn't come here often, so my hopes weren't high to start with, but it was still disappointing when he was nowhere to be seen.If he wasn't in the gym, he didn't really have much reason to be here otherwise. But even so, I figured I may as well make the most of it and do a thorough check of the building.Making my way down the hallway that led to all the meeting rooms and classrooms, I peeked into a few of the rooms where I knew I wouldn't be interrupting anything important. Along the way, I ran into a few familiar faces, but no one I asked had seen him around.With no sign of him here and no solid leads, I stepped back out