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Looking over at Reika she was naked but appeared to be arguing with her wolf. I step closer, her head snapping in my direction.
"So what's it going to be Reika?" I ask her, her eyes glazing over and fur growing on her arms before stopping and I could feel her frustration. Was Amanda refusing to let her shift?
She reaches down, snatching her shirt off the ground.
"Get in the fucking car, and take me to my daughter!" she growls at me while tugging her shirt on.
"No. Not till you understand"
"I do fucking understand! You didn't tell me because you're a fucking asshole! She is my daughter Ryker! Mine! Not fucking yours! You don't get to decide shit for her! Not when it involves her life!" she screams at me. She tugs her pants while hopping on one foot. If she wasn't so angry I would have found it funny watching her try and put them on.
"This is exactly why I didn't tell you. Look how worked up you are?"
"Because you fucking kept it from me! Always hiding everything from me! She is fucking mine, not yours!"
"No, but you are! You are mine Reika and you think I wasn't trying to protect you? Like you want to protect her?"
"She is my daughter! It's fucking different!" she snaps fur growing on her arms as she tries to shift.
"Let me fucking shift Amanda! we are wasting time!" she snaps at her wolf but Amanda refuses and she looks at me.
"Get in the car Ryker! So help me god, I will fucking hurt you!" she growls her eyes blazing and her fangs protrude.
"Kids, seriously! Can this wait? Times a wastin here,,” Tate says.
"I can't drive wondering if she is going to attack me and force us into a ditch,” I tell him.
"Fine! I will drive, you two get in the back. Tyson, in the front,” Tate says slinging orders before hopping in the driver's seat.
Chapter 80
Ace
"Scissor, paper, rock ya for the front seat,” I tell Tyson as we watch them argue on the side of the road.
Tate jumps in the driver's seat, "Tyson, front, now!" he commands and I groan, Tyson smirking that he gets to ride up front.
Tate lit another cigarette. "Since when do you smoke?" I ask him, leaning forward in my seat.
"Since this shit show. Seriously, I don't know how you live with them two,” he says looking out the car window.
"They aren't always like that,” Tyson tells him and I nod in agreement.
"Ah! Ryker, just get in the fucking car! Before she beats your ass.” Tate mutters before drawing back on his smoke.
"Does my sister know you smoke?" I ask him.
"Nope. Drake does. One word to her, and I will feed you your own liver,” he says looking over at me in the backseat. I roll my eyes at him. "Bloody Alpha's" I mutter.
"You are one," he retorts. Why did we have to get stuck with the grumpy brother-in-law? Drake was way cooler.
"Fuck this shit!,” Tate says starting the engine before leaning across Tyson. Tyson coughing and spluttering as smoke goes in his face.
"Ryker bro, get in the fucking car! I don't care if you gotta drag her. Just get in! Or I am leaving!" he yells to my brother.
"Pretty sure Reika is wanting to go. It's Ryker that won't get in,” I tell him.
Reika walks toward the car, Ryker tries grabbing her arms when she swings at him. Tate whistles low as we watch Ryker's head snap to the side.
