"No," I protested, my voice shaking. "I won't go." Derrick's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Oh, but you will," he said. "In fact, you leave in two days." "You can't make me," I said, my voice trembling. Even if I was bound, I would never give in to his request. I would not be another one of the long line of concubines of the devil himself. Derrick leaned forward, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Oh, but I can," he whispered. "And I will." Ariana's life is shattered when her father is brutally murdered and she's forced into a betrothal with the ruthless Alpha King Ryker, a man cursed to kill any woman who bears his child. But as they work through their unfamiliar bond, secrets and lies threaten to destroy them. Can Ariana uncover the truth behind her father's death and Ryker's curse before it's too late, or will their love become the very thing that destroys them?
View More_Ryker’s POV_I entered my room and slammed the door with so much force it nearly came off its hinges.My wolf paced wildly in my mind, wanting to be freed, but I knew a run wouldn’t cut it.I couldn’t believe it. She tried to run away from me. She tried to leave me.The mere thoughts of it drove me to the brink of madness. I was so angry, and yet, her innocent eyes had a way of making me impossibly hard.It had taken every ounce of willpower in me not to tear her clothes and claim her tonight.Her scent, her taste, fuck, the scent of her arousal…I couldn’t.No woman had ever had such an effect on me, yet I found myself holding back from flipping her over and fucking her senseless.It was her innocence. It had to be. That innocence in her eyes that told me she had never known any man. That was the only thing giving her grace.But it wouldn’t be long before the thin thread of my patience snapped, and I would take. I would take and take till she had nothing else to give, and even then,
As we entered the house, Ryker's thunderous voice echoed through the halls, sending shivers down my spine. "Who was the guard in charge of her room?" he demanded, his eyes blazing with fury.The guards assembled before us, their faces pale and trembling with fear. One of them, a burly man with a thick beard, stepped forward, his eyes darting nervously between Ryker and me."I-I was, sir," he stuttered, his voice shaking like a leaf.I had never seen a man so big, so scared in my entire life.Ryker's gaze narrowed, his eyes boring into the guard's very soul. "You were in charge of her room, and yet she managed to escape," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "How do you explain that?"The guard swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "I-I don't know, sir. I must have fallen asleep at my post."Ryker's expression turned glacial, his eyes flashing with anger, but it was only for a fleeting moment, and a sardonic smile spread across his lip. "You fell asleep at your post?
I searched around the room frantically, my eyes scanning every inch of space for something, anything, that could help me down. I couldn't possibly jump, not from six stories up. I would be dead before I even hit the ground.My heart was racing, my mind reeling with fear and adrenaline. I had to think, had to come up with a plan. And then, it hit me. The blankets. I could tie them together, create a makeshift rope to climb down.I quickly got to work, my hands shaking as I tied the blankets together. I tested the strength of the rope, pulling on it with all my might. It seemed sturdy enough, but I couldn't be sure.I tied one end of the rope to the bed, testing its strength once more. Satisfied, I threw the other end out the window, watching as it unfurled, the end dangling in the air, close to the ground.I took a deep breath, my heart racing with fear. This was it. This was my chance to escape. I climbed out the window, my bare feet finding holds in the stone wall as I began to make
I lay in bed, my mind reeling with everything I’d heard that morning. Ryker, the man who had brought me here, who had torn my clothes and left me feeling vulnerable and scared, was a monster. A killer. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.“The same man who had saved you,” my subconscious tattled, but I dismissed the thought.I couldn't believe what I had gotten myself into. What my uncle had sold me into. I thought of my mother, of the horrors she must be going through in the hands of Derrick. I thought of staying for her sake, of enduring whatever Ryker had planned for me in order to keep her safe. But staying with Ryker was only digging my own grave. He was a monster, capable of doing unimaginable things. And I couldn't imagine staying here, trapped in this luxurious prison with no escape.I felt a sob rising up in my throat, and I couldn't hold it back. I cried, great racking sobs that shook my body and left me gasping for breath. I cri
_Ryker’s POV_I stormed into my study, slamming the door behind me with a force that rattled the windows. My wolf, sensing my anger, stirred restlessly within me, its growl a low, menacing rumble that echoed through the room. I paced back and forth, my footsteps heavy and deliberate, as I struggled to contain the fury that threatened to consume me.My mind replayed the doctor's words, each one a spark that fueled the fire of my anger. Malnourished. Dehydrated. Physical abuse. The thought of anyone harming Arianna, of laying a hand on her, made my blood boil. My wolf snarled in agreement, and it was taking everything to keep him in as I paced the room relentlessly.I couldn't understand why I was so concerned. Arianna was just another tool in my game, a way to break the curse that had haunted me for years.But the thought of her being hurt, of her suffering at the hands of someone else, filled me with a rage that I couldn't contain.I was the only one that had the right to hurt her. M
I slowly came to, my senses foggy and disoriented. My head was spinning, and I couldn't make sense of anything. The sound of feet shuffling around me was the first thing that registered, followed by the feeling of something heavy on my forehead.As I struggled to open my eyes, a gentle voice spoke to me, "Welcome back, dear. Can you hear me?"I nodded, my throat dry and parched. My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with the kind face of a woman with a warm smile as she pulled her hand back from my forehead. She had a stethoscope around her neck and a clipboard in her hand. She smelled of lavender on a Saturday morning. So soothing."Hi, I'm Dr. April," she said, her voice as soothing as her scent and smile. "You're safe now. You're in your bedroom, and you're going to be okay."I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me, forcing me back onto the bed. Dr. April gently pushed me back, her hands firm but gentle."Easy, dear. You need to rest. Can you tell me your name?"I
I stood frozen, my mind reeling from Ryker's words. Strip? Was he serious? My heart thudded in my chest, blood rushed to my ears, yet I couldn’t process it. It didn’t make sense, nothing did.Growing up, I’d always imagined my first time to be with the love of my life, my fated mate, a man chosen for me by the moon goddess herself. But it looked like it would remain just that. An imagination that would never come to reality the longer I stared at the imposing man in front of me.“What did you just say?” The words rolled out of my mouth so quietly as if being too loud would make it any more real.He tilted his head to the side, his cold eyes bleeding into mine. “I don’t usually repeat myself, pretty face,” he snarled.How could he be so cruel, so heartless? The thought of being at his mercy, of being forced to submit to his every whim, made my skin crawl, yet at the same time, there was this fuzziness in my stomach I couldn’t name, that made me dizzy.But as I looked into his eyes, I s
I walked alongside my mother, my heart breaking as the seconds ticked. Derrick had let my mother heal me so I was “prepared for my husband”, so each step I took didn’t feel like one closer to my grave. I had resigned myself to my fate, knowing that I would be married off to a monster. But nothing could have prepared me for the shock that awaited me.As we entered the living room, my eyes scanned the space, searching for the man who would be my husband. And then, I saw him. The stranger from yesterday. The one who had saved me from the brink of death.My mind went blank, my thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind. I searched my brain for something to say, but my words were stuck in my throat. I couldn't believe it. The man who had saved me, who had looked at me with a glimmer of kindness, however fleeting, was the same man who would now own me.For a moment, I thought that maybe, just maybe, my life wouldn't be as bad as I had imagined. If he was really heartless and ruthless, like
_Ryker’s POV_I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie with precision. Today was the day I would collect my new bride, a pawn in my game. I had no illusions about love or romance; this was a business arrangement, nothing more.But as I smoothed out my jacket, my mind kept drifting back to the girl from yesterday. The damsel in distress who had literally fallen into my arms. I had been exploring the pack's territory when I caught her unique aroma. It was strong, yet subtle, in a way that made one want to bury their nose in her body.I had followed the scent, curiosity getting the better of me, and found her perched on the edge of the cliff, ready to take the leap. Something about her desperation had struck a chord within me. Maybe it was the irony of our situations - I was fighting to live, while she was eager to die.As I recalled the encounter, my gaze lingered on my reflection. My eyes, a piercing blue, seemed to bore into my own soul. I was a powerful man. Only three thing
I heard it before I felt it.The crack of the whip echoed through the backyard, slicing into the silence. I felt the sting of the lash on my back next, the searing pain licking me up like wildfire as I crumpled to the grass.My vision blurred, and for a moment, I saw stars dancing before my eyes. There was a bloodcurdling scream, and it took me a few seconds to realize it had come from my throat."No, Derrick, please! She’s just a child," my mother's voice pleaded as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her words were filled with raw fear, a fear that had become all too familiar in our household.I heard the sound of heavy footsteps as Derrick approached me. His breath reeked of cheap liquor and cigarettes, the stench making my stomach churn with nausea. "You're nothing but a worthless, wolf-less abomination," he spat, his words dripping with venom. His eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure, his face twisted in a snarl.My mother's cries grew louder, but I knew she was powerless, just like m...
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