Ryan Redemption Novels & Stories

Chapter 101: Which Room? VOLUME 3: RANSOMING REDEMPTION Maggie Flynn smiled to herself as she watched the falling snow through the large bay window of the Red Lion Inn. "This is gonna be good," he'd said. While she waited at their table, Bobby had gone to check them in for their overnight stay.

Like they believed in something. In Ryder. I exhaled, turning back to him. "Well then, as an Alpha, you’ve made a huge mistake." His brow lifted slightly, daring me to continue. "You mentioned Red Forest. That means Ethan Darnell and his allies will be coming here soon. You’ve basically put a giant target on your backs." I shook my head. "This is suicide." Ryder smirked, completely unfazed. "Exactly!" he said, his voice carrying zero fear. "And Ethan already knows who I am."

"This ring won't last me more than a day here. Whoever brought you here knew how the ring works so he only timed you to be kept safe here. But that time spent in a world that isn't your own is over. It's time you fulfill the reason you were born." Slowly I moved a bit closer again until the gap between us wasn't that wide again. It wasn't at arms reach but it was enough. I proceed to announce, "Russell Hondra, only surviving son of the late Alpha Denver Hondra, it's time to come home. The Red Moon pack needs you." My ears instantly catch the sight of something. It was like the sound of a strong wind current and I think I might have an idea what was going on. Not that I have an idea. I knew w

But clearly, Hailey wasn’t having any of that because I suddenly felt her projecting the intense energy to be saved and rescued. “What are you doing?” I gritted out in a hushed tone, realizing that the alpha could hear and he’d be able to quickly find me if I kept talking but then, I suddenly found the power to rise to my feet, despite the pain and feeling of hopelessness settling deep within me. “Getting us saved,” “You wouldn't,” I spat out but it was as if she’d suddenly taken matters into her own hands and I felt a warm fuzzy feeling spreading through me. She was trying to make me receptive to the idea of the Alpha being our savior but I’d suffered too much to fall into that trap. Withou

A few yards away, the other men were gathered around a metal bench, wrapping their hands and drinking cold water. "I’m telling you, the blonde from the downtown club was completely insane," Jax was saying, laughing loudly as he taped his knuckles. "Screamed the whole time. Tore my bedsheets right down the middle. I had to replace the mattress the next morning." Roman took a long drink from his bottle and shook his head. "You need to stop picking up strays, Jax. One of these days, you're going to catch a feral bite." He turned his attention to the rest of the group. "Speaking of feral, did you guys hear the reports coming out of the northern borders?"

His eyes flew wide with disbelief shaking through him. I went on relentlessly, “The one I loved was the boy who held my hand so tight in that orphanage, swearing he could not live without me. The boy who even took my surname, Lucian Quinn. “And he died the second year he went back to the Gill family.” Kyle’s knees buckled. He sank in front of me, clutching my sleeve with trembling hands and spoke with a breaking voice, “Nadine, stop… Please stop. I will give it all up. I will go back right now and say I don’t want the inheritance; I don’t want the Gill’s name. I’ll be Lucian again. I’ll stay Lucian… please, won’t that be enough?”

she delivers gently “But I don’t understand, My father and fiancé have the means to search for me in any corner of the earth and you are saying no one has reached out for me?” I ask in a broken voice. She leans forwards, her gaze filled with sympathy “Truly Miss, no one has. But I will try searching the internet for any relative with the name Malloy in the U.S and I’ll relay to you” she offers and I give her a smile that hopefully showed my appreciation.

Redeemed. A soft knock interrupted my reverie. Ryan stepped inside, carrying a single red rose. “For you,” he said simply. I smiled, taking the rose, its delicate petals a symbol of something fragile yet enduring. He sat beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “You’re stronger than you know,” he murmured. I leaned into him, allowing myself to finally let go of the tension that had gripped me for so long. --- That night, sleep came easy for the first time in weeks. I dreamed of open skies and sunlight, of laughter and love—not the shadows and doubt that had haunted me for so long.

"You did not know." I could not breathe. Could not think. My father—dead. The man who had controlled every second of my life. The man whose threats had chased me across state lines. Gone. "You are wearing Devil's Reign colors," I said, my voice cracking. "My father's enemies." "Your father's club fell apart after he died. We absorbed what was left." Colt's smile was sharp. Dangerous. "I run Redemption Creek now, Jenna. Every street. Every back road. Every person who walks through here answers to me."