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"She is alive, we know that now. Do you really want to risk losing her a second time? This is the only chance we have of getting her back" My wolf says listening in on my thoughts.
"Why are you standing next to the door? Come here,” Ryker says, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"He needs to trust us, go to him" my wolf urges, forcing my feet to move. Ryker's silver eyes watch me when he presses the button on the remote, gauging my reaction to him locking the place down again. My heart beats erratically in my chest. I hated feeling caged, claustrophobic.
"Wait for him to fall asleep then go back in the closet. I don't like these open spaces, I can't protect you" my wolf says, making me look at the closet door where all his clothes were.
"You want to sleep in the closet again?" He asks, making me look back at him.
"Why?" He asks when I say nothing.
"My wolf said it's safer, she can't see every corner in the room"
"Your wolf is afraid something will sneak up on you?" He chuckles. I know it sounded weird but my wolf was right to be paranoid. You never know what is lurking in the shadows waiting to pounce.
"I can assure you, anything comes in this room except my brothers won't leave it alive Reika, now hop in bed,” he says laying back down.
I climb on the bed laying on the edge facing away from him. It felt strange sleeping, restless in this form, my body affected by the cold in this form when I feel the bed underneath me move. The blanket on which I lay moving before leaving completely.
Ryker tosses it over me before gripping the waistband of my pants and dragging me closer, till my back was flush with his chest.
"You are safe with me, now sleep,” he says, draping his arm over me. I try to sleep, eventually succumbing to it and drifting off into dreamless sleep.
Stretching I try to roll as I hear the groan of the roller shutters lifting from the windows. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I realized I was no longer just lying next to Ryker but half on top of him, my leg draped over his waist and my arm across his chest. Opening my eyes to find Ryker staring at me.
“Good morning,” he says, and I find myself confused. My wolf didn't make us sleep in the closet. Usually, if I fall asleep she will just take over.
“I was comfortable,” My wolf answers, yawning herself.
“Sorry,” I tell him, removing my body parts that were draped carelessly over him. Ryker sits up running his hand through his hair before standing. His back cracks as he stretches before walking into the bathroom. I hear him turn the shower on before hearing him call out to me. Making me remember I have a name now, one I was finding hard to get used to.
“Reika,” He calls again as I realize he is actually talking to me. I walk in just as he steps into the shower.
“You hopping in, or just going to stand there. I brought you some clothes yesterday too. I put them in the walk-in last night,” he tells me as I shed his shirt off.
“They should fit you, they look about the right size,” he says, washing his face under the steady stream. I turn the taps and the water burns my flesh but I give up trying to adjust them.
My face feels like it is melting off from the intense heat of the water and I try my best to ignore it, sizzling my skin when I feel the temperature drop making my eyes open.
“Cold, hot,” he says pointing to the tap's dials. I nod, relieved the temperature had lessened to a tolerable level.
His scent today smelt a lot stronger, my gums tingling as it filled the room. “You need to ignore it Reika, you bite anyone he won't trust us and will probably kill us,” My wolf tells me as the burn in the back of my throat sears down into my chest. I hold my breath and wash quickly so I can get away from him. Turning the taps off, I grab a towel.
Chapter 20
“CanIleave?”Iask him, needing to get out of this confined space.
“Yes, clothes are in the walk-in in the blue bag,” he says, turning to face me. I dart out of the room, the towel tightly wound around me as I walk into the walk-in. I look for the bag but can’t see it when I hear the water shut off. Ryker walked in behind me before reaching above my head and passing me the bag.
I take it back into the bedroom before rummaging through it and almost groan when I realize they were the same sort of pants Lana lent me, the tight uncomfortable ones. I sat on the bed trying to maneuver them up my legs which were still slightly wet.
“Why do people wear these? They are so uncomfortable,” I mutter to myself.
“They are jeans, the most basic of clothes,” Ryker answers as I squeeze myself into them.
“Well, they are uncomfortable and stick to me,” I tell him.
“They are supposed to.”
