It was no surprise that I woke up with a banging headache and a drained body. For a few addled seconds, I had no idea what had happened or where I was but as soon as the drowsiness wore off, my mind started to recall what had happened on the street. Ignoring the fact that my whole energy was down to near zero, I forced myself to sit upright. There was no time to rest now especially when I found myself being in a strange, unknown place.
My surroundings were more beautiful than I’d expected. From a little perk from Tiffany’s mind, Ryker was supposed to live in a small, uncomfortable motel room. This was more like a studio if anything. The bed was humongous, and the dresser and the nightstands were made of expensive oak wood. All of the things and furniture inside this room smelled of money. On one side of the room, there were bookshelves built into the walls. They were filled with books. <
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Fair Warning: This chapter contains sexual and mature scenes that might not be suitable for some audiences, especially those below the age of 16. But since you choose to read this story despite the 18+ warning, well, enjoy what you signed up for. °°°°°°° This felt like déjà vu. I woke up again with the same banging headache that I’d been having for the last god knows how many hours. Except for this time, the spot between my neck and shoulder was throbbing quite painfully. This was the only distinctive point compared to my previous experience of being a blood bag. I moved my hands, trying to get a grasp of where I was while gathering enough energy to open my eyes. The second my hand made contact with warm skin, my eyes fluttered open. I turned to my right and found Ryker laying there, sleeping. His eyes were closed and he had o
Fair Warning: This chapter contains sexual and mature scenes that might not be suitable for some audiences, especially those below the age of 16. But since you choose to read this story despite the 18+ warning, well, enjoy what you signed up for. °°°°°°° Xyrra’s POV There was barely any space left between our faces. His eyes were staring into me deeply but not in a way that would make butterflies flutter in my belly, it brought terror to the pit of my stomach. At this moment, I was as sure as the sky above that my fate was sealed, that today would be the last day I lived on this earth. A lot of things clouded my mind all at once. I hadn’t had a chance to express my condolences to Miles. I hadn’t told Dmitry how much his support meant to me. I hadn’t thanked Trish and Davina for being great friends a girl could ask for. And Eros. My heart hitched as I tho
Xyrra’s POV Time passed and in all honesty, it almost felt like I was living in a dream. Ryker and I stayed in that flat which turned out to be some sort of his bachelor pad after he’d moved out of his parent’s place. This was where he’d stayed during his university days. It turned out that the motel where Tiffany had seen him a few days ago had been one of his victims, not his. We’d stayed there as if it was our honeymoon. He wasn’t always gentle, that was for sure, but he was, well, something else. After two years of being apart from him, my heart sort of settled for a lower standard. The fear was still there, the terror appeared once in a while, but most of the time, they were drowned by this bubbly and relief feeling of knowing that he was still alive and that I got to spend another day with him. As I said, it was a dream, and how I loved that dream. But just li
The next day, it was back to sex and violence or a combination of both. It was almost as if the bloodlust roared along with the sexual current between us before it finally pulled him down into a spiral of starvation. Hunger ripped through his civilized nature, shredding everything gentle and kind about him. All of that tenderness was gone and before I could stop him, he already bared his canines, flipped me over onto my back, and went straight ahead at my neck. Although unlike before, I noticed that he didn’t drink as much, or perhaps the fact that I’d shielded my mind from him caused him to be more cautious. I wasn’t sure what it was and Ryker was hard to read. There was a degree of coldness that made it truly impossible to know what was on his mind. I let my head fall back and try to remember how to breathe. I felt dizzy, my heart was thundering so loud that all I could hear was each thump poundin
“Hey, hey, hey, you’re alright,” I tried calming him down. I ran my hand up and down his back. He held my hand tightly as he continued to sob as if he’d lost his soul. And perhaps he’d had. “You’re going to be alright.” “I won’t,” he replied at last. “I’ve done too much harm. I’ve killed too many people.” He briefly looked up at me before dropping his gaze back to the floor. “I’ve hurt you as well. Seriously, Xy, I don’t deserve to live.” “Yes, you do,” I said with enough penetration in my voice so that he could get my point. “You’re here now and you’re going to be alright. You can still do some good.” “But I remember those people,” he said through his sobs. I’d never seen him cry like this and it broke my heart. “I remember their screams. I remember the terror in their eyes, their pleads, beggi
So that was precisely what we’d done the next day. Our first stop was Eros’s place. My phone had been trashed somewhere in the alley where Ryker had taken me after I’d passed out. We’d gone back there with literally zero hope and we’d been right, the phone had been long gone. You might suggest for us to go to the nearest police station, and believe me, we’d done it too. Still, to no avail. I unlocked the door and we both went inside. “Er? Are you there? I’m back.” I walked into the kitchen and saw no one there then I raced to the second floor. Eros wasn’t there either. I checked the bathrooms and they were empty. “Xy, you better come down here,” Ryker said, calling me from the first floor. I walked back to where I’d come from and saw him from the top of the stairs. He was standing at the landing with a piece of paper in his hand. “I found this under the table. Eros must’ve placed it on the table but it got blown away or something.” As soon as I arrived at the bottom of the stai
“You’re not my mother.” I wasn’t sure if I was trying to tell myself or her. “My mother is dead. She died when I was eight years old.” I bit my bottom lip to keep them from trembling. “My dad killed her. He told me himself so don’t even think that for a second that I believe you.” “Really? Does that imbecile brute truly think that he could kill me?” Blair scoffed, incredulity in her voice. “Do you know how much my true power is? How many people have I taken them from? My uncles, my aunts, my cousins, my baby sister.” She shook her head, a cunning smile stretched on her mouth. “A mere werewolf like him wouldn’t be able to kill me.” “You’re not my mother,” I reiterated, refusing to believe that this woman was the same woman who’d given birth to me. “I have to say, I was being too hasty twelve years ago,” she started, her eyes never leaving mine. That smile on her face never faded either and I had to fight the urge to wipe it off. “Don’t you think it’s odd that a witch as caliber as
“But, Er, there’s a possibility that Blair Balfour might still be in there and what if you just killed her too!” I yelled at my best friend out of frustration. I wasn’t sure how I felt about him killing my mother especially since she was an evil sorceress who knew no bounds but an idiot as this might sound, she was still my mother. I wanted her to be punished severely for what she’d done, and perhaps it would take a lifetime to pay for it but at least she’d still be alive. ‘It’s done. She is finally here with us, inside you.’ ‘You have finally gotten our revenge.’ “What do you mean she’s inside me?” Panic started creeping inside me. My mother’s magic was inside me, there was her essence there. What if it would turn me into something like her? Something awful and evil? ‘You took her power, now it’s in you.’ “What about Blair?” ‘Blair is long gone, my child. Gaia isn’t stupid, she took Blair’s soul out of her body the second she jumped into it.’ It actually made sense. If Bla
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Dear Gentle Readers, How art thou? I am mostly exhausted right now. But it is totally worth it. Can you believe that this story has finally come to an end? I would like to say a massive thank you for the support that you all have given to this book and other books. Your love and support have always been the key success of this story. Reading your comments, your reviews, and your anticipation for the next chapters have driven me to write and complete these two books: Taming The Wild Alpha and Mad Wolf. It is certainly possible that I will write another book to this “supposedly-duo-logy” and turned it into a “trilogy” instead (I dare say that I am most tempted to do it now, to be honest). After all, even though this book has no massive readership amount like my other book (aka Taming The Wild CEO), I interact more with all of you here in the comment section of this book and also on social media (I still get excited like a kid on Christmas morning every time I get a direct message fro
Even though Ryker seemed alright and that his wound had truly healed, I still urged him to check into the hospital the next day. I knew people would think I was being ridiculous especially since I was a sorceress so I should believe in magical things but still, I didn’t want to take any chances. Not when it came to him. After breakfast Dmitry was taking him to the hospital for a medical check up. While they were gone, I went back to our room which was previously Ryker’s room, and sat on the sofa by the window. There were still a lot of things to figure out and right now, all I wanted was to talk with Seymour. ‘Well, I am right here.’ It was clear as the sky above that the more I used the magic, the more it took a toll on both of us, more to Seymour than me which was why she hadn’t shown herself for ages. I vaguely recalled what Seymour had said to me that night, “Magic might not take a toll directly on you but it does on me.” ‘It definitely did. Look, the only reason I came bac
X Y R R A ’ S P O V There was a time in someone’s life where they realized that they hit rock bottom. Some people would cry, regret things that they’d done in the past, and succumb to depression. However, there were people who had a different perspective about it and told themselves, ‘I hit rock bottom, there’s nothing worse than this, so I’m gonna fight no matter what the outcomes because worst case scenario, it can’t get worse than this but on the other hand, best case scenario, I might come on top’. Reading the scrolls that Alpha Damien had shown me, I knew that this was my rock bottom right here. Everything he’d said was the truth. The cure for the Mad Wolf disease was ‘love’. One simple word that could be described in thousands, perceived differently by every person on Earth, and certainly wasn’t a tangible thing to begin with. Hence my current predicament. As the Elderlies — a group of people who’d studied Greek ancient history for decades — were looking for more informatio
Xyrra’s POV It took us two solid hours to get to the border between the North and the West. Dmitry had informed our patrol beforehand that we were going to come through so the three wolves that were there merely gave us a nod and let us pass. Obviously, the issue wasn’t our own patrol but it was whether the Night Walkers’ patrol would let us pass. They would see us as a threat the second we crossed their borders especially since we had no appointment with them. I did ask Ryker and Dmitry whether we should alert the Night Walkers beforehand but they both said that it was best for us to come there this instant and worry about the rest later because, unlike the Erebus who might accept a courtesy phone call, the Night Walkers chose to live in solitude and the only time we would ever come across them was during a yearly Alpha meeting. As soon as Ryker, Eros, Dmitry, and I crossed the small river that was supposedly divided the North from the West, three wolves literally jumped into our p
Ryker’s Standpoint While everyone was resting, I made my way out of the back door and walked toward the lake. Each step I took almost felt like the last time I’d been here. They were all so familiar. Being here right now felt familiar and yet horrifying at the same time because I knew that I wasn’t truly fine. I knew it like the back of my hand that I could flip any time. Looking down, I held the ring on my finger with my thumb and forefinger, rolling it on my ring finger. This thing albeit small had literally kept me sane. The real question was: for how long? How much longer before I truly lost it? How much time do I have left? I could tell that currently, the magic was leaking quicker than it had before judging by how frequently Xyrra needed to infuse more spells into it. She might not tell me but I could tell. It was only a matter of time before this thing could no longer hold the madness inside my head anymore and I feared that that day might happen sooner than I would’ve wante
Fortunately, there was no hiccup in our journey back to the North. The weather seemed to be in our favor as well which was a blessing really since England’s sky could have the most horrific weather possible. I hadn’t informed Dmitry or Trish or Miles simply because I wanted it to be a surprise. I parked my motorcycle in front of the packhouse and took off my helmet. I swung my leg and stood by my bike as I waited for the boys. Ryker’s car came to view and he parked right next to my bike. Eros’s black sports car joined us a mere seconds later. They both got out of the car but only Ryker was following me to the porch. I turned around and eyed my best friend, feeling rather confused. “Er, are you not coming with us inside?” He shook his head, still dangling around his car. I turned to Ryker. “You go in first. I’ll talk to him before joining you in a wee bit.” Ryker gave me a pat on the shoulder. “Wish me luck. I hope they would let me speak first before jumping on me or shooting me
Fair Warning: This chapter contains sexual and mature scenes that might not be suitable for some audiences, especially those below the age of 16. But since you choose to read this story despite the 18+ warning, well, enjoy what you signed up for. °°°°°°° No matter how both Ryker and Eros had begged for me to leave my motorcycle in Eros’s house or Ryker’s family townhouse or bachelor pad, I refused all offers. I wasn’t about to leave my baby alone here in London. Their second suggestion was to let either Ryker or Eros ride my motorcycle while I rode in their car. I also declined that one so in the end, both Ryker and Eros brought their car while I rode my baby. We made a stop in the motel along the way. At first, I thought that we all would cramp into one bedroom but Eros, who had gone to the receptionist and made the arrangement, came back with two keys. He tossed one key to Ryker and winked at me before heading toward his own room. “Enjoy your early honeymoon, mates!” he teased u