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“You won’t hurt me?” I ask.
“No, I never should have in the first place. Besides, I think Tyson may cut my throat in my sleep if I tried,” he says.
“Damn straight I would,” Says Tyson overhearing our conversation as he comes into the kitchen.
“What are you making,” Tyson asks him,
“Not sure, trying to find something she might eat,” Ryker tells him as he pulls more stuff from the pantry. Tyson walks over and grabs a box down.
“She will eat that,” he says before showing me the box. It was that macaroni stuff. Ryker looks at me and I nod. He opens the box, pouring it into a saucepan.
"Have you given her more yet,” Tyson asks him, making me look at him.
Chapter 41
“Notyet,Iwillonce she eats and showers,” Ryker answers him.
“Give me more, what?” I ask nervously, did he mean the stuff that made my wolf leave me?
Ryker doesn’t answer but Tyson walks out before returning a few minutes later with a black satchel. He puts it on the bench and unfolds it and I see needles and some vials.
“I said not yet,” Ryker tells him. Grabbing the satchel and folding it back up before placing it on the fridge. But I saw enough, they were going to drug me. I jump up from my seat looking to the door and Tyson puts his hands out like he was trying to herd me.
“Tyson, leave her, you're scaring her and she will run,” Ryker tells him looking at me before turning back to what he was doing.
“That stuff will wear off soon, you were supposed to give her more hours ago,” Tyson tells him. Ryker nods but doesn’t move, instead pours the contents of the saucepan into some bowls before grabbing some spoons.
I keep the table between us as he approaches. He puts the bowl on the table sliding it toward me but doesn’t make a move to come closer. My eyes darted to the top of the fridge where he placed the black satchel.
“Reika, we won’t hurt you. Your wolf attacked my brother, it's just a precaution till we get her back,” Tyson says and I cock my head to the side trying to understand what he is talking about. Ryker clears his throat and I watch his eyes glaze over, Tyson does the same as they stand they’re having a secret conversation. Tyson's eyes are glassy as he stared through me.
“Get who back?” I ask looking between them and they seem to refocus on the room. Tyson looks at Ryker and I hear his heart rate speed up.
“Amanda’s pup,” Tyson says looking at Ryker who nods to him.
“You’re going to help me find her?” I ask, looking at Ryker. He nods moving around the table and I step back moving to the other side and he sighs.
“I have people out looking for her, but I need you to trust me Reika, I am not trying to hurt you but for now your wolf isn’t coping and it is best she remains dormant,” I shake my head at his words, how is it best she remains dormant? I need my wolf, she is all I have and he can’t take her from me.
“Reika, please. We can’t help you if you don’t let us,” Tyson pleads with me walking around the other side of the table and caging me in. My breathing starts to quicken, Ace walks in looking around before stopping.
“Reika,” Ryker says. Ace walked in distracting me and I didn’t realize how close he got and he was only an arms-length away now.
He holds his hand out toward me, and I step away only for Tyson to step closer. My breathing becomes faster and I suddenly feel like I am choking, panic kicking in and I try to feel for 46, begging her to come to help me. My vision becomes tunneled as the room dulls and I see the room suddenly tilt, the ground rushing towards my face before all I see is darkness.
Ryker
I could kill Tyson right now, he never should have brought it down. I understood his worry but now she will think I am drugging her for the sake of it. She hyperventilated before passing out. I could hear her begging and pleading for her wolf to come to save her, to get her out of this situation before suddenly her face went slack and she was tumbling to the ground in a heap. I grabbed her just before she hit the ground.
“Why did you interfere?” I ask, looking at Tyson.
“Her wolf comes back after everything you told us, what if she hurts herself, Ryker. I know you don’t want to hurt her, that you spontaneously grew conscious, but you need to keep her sedated at least until we find out what is going on.”
He grabs the bag off the fridge and hands it to me. I snatch it from him before walking upstairs and taking her back to our room. She comes to, as I place her on the bed. Tyson walks in with the macaroni placing it on her lap and I help her sit up. She looks at the satchel in my hand, her eyes going wide before she jumps up. Tyson only just grabbed the bowl before it tumbled onto the floor.
I could hear her heart beating in her chest, as she panicked. I grip her arm pulling her down onto the bed and she starts thrashing.
“I won't hurt you, stop thrashing,” I tell her trying to remain calm through her kicking and hitting. She doesn’t stop as she tries to fight me off.
