“Where are you little pricks?” I hear him scream from downstairs before hearing quick footsteps on the stairs. Both boys toss their controllers before darting under their beds.
“Get under the bed,” Tyson says and I scrunch my face at his words. He would be able to smell us in here, their scent was strong so I don’t know why they are hiding. I remain seated on the floor in front of the TV. The door bursts open with so much force it smashes into the walls.
“You little fucking shits,” He yells looking around for them. I point to the bed beside me. Ryker walks over before bending down and reaching under. I hear both boys start screaming as Ryker’s hand closes around on Tyson’s ankle jerking him out from under the bed. His hands claw at the carpet as his brother drags him out.
“I am so done with you little bastards,” Ryker growls at the kicking and screaming boy. Ryker undoes his belt buckle with one hand.
“What are you doing,” Tyson screams a panicked look on his face.
“Giving you the whooping mum won’t give you,” he says before slamming the belt down on his ass. The sound echoes off the walls and I flinch at the noise. He smacks Tyson’s ass with the belt 5 times, the boy squealing and squirming while Ryker’s foot was on his back.
“I’m telling Dad,” The boy screams.
“Tell him and I will whip his ass for not whipping yours,” Ryker screams at him. Ace tries to do a runner out from under the bed making a run for the door, while Tyson rubbed his now bright red ass.
Ryker grips the back of his shirt, jerking him back and whooping his ass too. Ryker stands, his eyes pitch black as he glared at his brothers who were whining about their bruised egos and burning bums.
Ryker’s eyes fall on me and my breath hitches, my wolf whimpers in my head as he walks toward me. I scoot backward, afraid he is going to smack me with his belt.
Shuffling backward on my hands getting away from him and I could feel my wolf become angry at my fear of him getting ready to jump into control. Ryker stops looking down at me and cocking his head to the side.
He holds his hand out to me and I look at it, before placing my trembling one in his. He pulls me to my feet. “You didn’t try to run,” He states, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me closer.
He glares down at his brothers and growls. “Come, let them lick their wounds,” he says, pulling me out of their room and towards the stairs.
Over the afternoon, Ryker discovered they pooped in the toilet tank and he made Tyson clean it out with his bare hands. While Ace snickered at his brother with hands in his shit. Ryker watched making sure they cleaned everything little piece out. While I watched disgusted and feeling ill at the disgustingness that was his brothers.
“Anything else,” Ryker asks Ace, who shakes his head.
“Ace put your toothbrush on his private parts,” I tell him and Ryker glares at him.
“Traitor you helped, it was your idea,” Tyson says pouting and pointing his finger at me.
“I didn’t help, I just watched.”
“You watched them do all that and didn’t say anything to try to stop them.”
“They said they would blame it on me and that you would believe them,” I tell him and he turns on his heel glaring at them before stalking toward them.
They both do a runner from the room and Ryker sighs giving up. Before flopping on his bed only to sniff the air when his head hits the pillow. I could still smell the lingering scent of Tyson touching it. He grabs the pillow and sniffs it before storming out the room toward theirs across the hall, he bangs on the door. I watch from the doorway of Ryker’s room.
“We didn’t do it,” I hear one of them call out.
“Open this goddamn door now,” he says, and I feel his Alpha aura roll out. I hear thuds before the door opens and Ryker belts them with his pillow repeatedly. They both laugh and chuckle at him before he walks over to a smaller door and retrieves another.
Ryker walks back into the room and I step out of his way. My wolf watched him through my eyes before speaking.
“If we can get him to trust us we may be able to leave the house and escape,” she tells me.
“But I don’t want to leave, it’s nice here and warm and he isn’t so bad,” I tell her.
“That’s the bond talking, they told us the bond makes us confused and feel things we shouldn’t, don’t forget what is at stake,” she says. I nod to her feeling sad. I liked the young boys even though they were gross. Going home meant being lonely and living in a cage, I still don’t believe they would truly set us free. Why couldn’t my wolf see that? They say they will set us free and give her back to us, but why would they when they have never given any of the pups back.
“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.