“Where are you going,” Tyson whispers, grabbing my wrist.
“To pee,” I tell him and he lets go. I hop up walking toward the door where Ryker was standing, he looks down at me but doesn’t move out of the way. I go to move past him when he puts his hand on the doorway blocking me. I look up at him and he goes to say something before his father clears his throat awkwardly. The tension in the room became so thick you could almost taste it as I peered back at his family who watched us awkwardly.
Ryker straightens up. “I want to speak to you later,” he says. I say nothing while waiting for him to move his arm.
“Ryker let her go,” his mother says. I swallowed my mouth suddenly feeling dry and I was nearly tempted to bite him just to get him to move his arm before I peed my pants.
“Reika?” He says making me look up at him.
“Can you move your arm?” I ask. He clicks his tongue but moves his arm letting me escape the room. I race to the bathroom, locking the door before quickly peeing. My bladder screams at me for holding so long. I have been needing to pee since I left the infirmary but didn’t want to leave the room in case I ran into him. Washing my hands I glance up at the mirror.
I stare and my wolf does too, it was always weird seeing our reflection, but seeing it I could see how strange we were compared to them. My eyes burned brightly but also oddly with the green and amber swirling and blending into each other. My skin was very pale compared to Tyson and Ace who spent more time in the sun. Shaking my head at myself, I walk to open the door only to find Ryker leaning against the wall across from the bathroom.
Ryker
I waited for her to come out of the bathroom, only when she did she froze like a deer in headlights, her eyes darting around looking for an escape. What exactly do you say to someone, when you almost killed them, but not only nearly caused their death but made sure their death was going to be painful, torturous only to be wrong the entire time.
If Tyson hadn’t woken, I hate to think what I would have done to her, it is just lucky she has an unnatural ability to heal. Lucky she was no part human because otherwise, I don’t see a way for her to forgive me for what I did. But I had to try, I had to try to fix what I broke.
“I’m sorry,” I told her the words were painful as they left my lips but I truly meant them. What I wasn’t expecting though was for her to throw my own words at me, making me wonder just how much capacity I actually did have for the word.
“Do you even know the meaning of the word?” She says her eyes glinting oddly as she stares at me like I spontaneously grew a second or even a third head.
“I um….” I clear my throat nervously, can’t she see how uncomfortable this is making me.
“Bet she was uncomfortable when you cut off her toes,” Brax tells me in disgust. I have no words for once, completely tongue-tied and not knowing how to get out of this situation. I was used to beating my way out of awkward situations, not trying to talk them out.
“Can I go now?” She asks, looking to the door where my parents were just walking out. I nod to her, words failing to form. She walks past and I watch my mother quickly hug her. Reika’s arms are stiff at her sides like she doesn’t know what to do with them, she awkwardly pats my mother’s arm and I could see how tense she is in her arms. My mother places a hand on her shoulder.
“Thank you,” she tells her and she nods before walking into the room, her eyes darting to me standing watching her from the hall. She closes the door quickly when our eyes meet, my stomach sinking that I couldn’t fix what we never even had in the first place but I suddenly longed for it, my wolf making the need to be with her worse and guilt plagues me.
My mother walked over to me looking up at me, I had to bite back the laugh as I looked down at her, she truly was short compared to my height. I duck down slightly as she wraps her arms around my neck hugging me. “We should go, I want to get back before anything else happens, Arial also needs help. She got the baby blues badly. ” She says, and I nod, for the first time in a long time I actually wanted her to stay. Maybe she could help my mate.
My mother steps away and my father comes over and pats my shoulder gently looking at me.
“I don’t know how you’re gonna fix that, but fuck Ryker for once in your life try not to be such a dick,” he says, and my jaw clenches at his words as I fight the urge to tell him off.
“I mean it, not everyone is plotting against us Ryker, she could have left them but she came back,” he says despite looking the same age as me he looked tired as the years slowly started to show in his eyes crinkling the edges.
“I will,” I answer simply. He nods before grabbing my mother’s hand, I watch them walk down the stairs and out the front door. Walking into my office I try to do some work, trying to distract myself with pack duties, and business contracts. I find myself losing focus easily as the hours tick by. My wolf is becoming restless the longer time goes on.
“Brax stop it,” I tell him when I feel him press beneath my skin for the hundredth time, fur sprouting along my arms as he grows antsier and antsier. I tossed the file down I was looking at, the shit looked like gibberish to me. I hated looking at stats. My eyes just glaze over when it comes to numbers.
“Go get our mate,” Brax whines wanting to see her, hell he would probably be fine if I could just smell her mouth-watering scent.
“She is probably asleep,” I tell him looking at the clock it was a little after 1 AM. Had I really been staring at that file that long?
“Go check,” My wolf urges, shoving forward and trying to take control. My fist comes down on the table and I hear the wood groan under the blow. “Brax!” I warn as my claws slip from my fingers and into my palm.
“I will fucking go just stop, you bastard,” I tell him. He doesn’t stop trying to force me until I get up and am moving to the door. “Fucking stupid mutt,” I tell him.
“Dumb fuck,” He spits back at me angrily, trying to make me move faster and go check our mate. I walk out of my office before following the hall around to their room before stopping at the door and listening. I could hear their hearts beating softly on the other side of the door before one palpitated, pumping harder, beating like a drum as it picked up the pace and I knew it was Reika sensing my presence. I open the door and peek in, Tyson was sound asleep, his arm hanging off the bed and one leg like he was about to fall off.
I walked over, moving him over on his bed and picking up his blanket from the ground and tossing it over him then tucking it around his body, pressing my hand to his head. His skin was still warm but the cold was having an effect on him. Stepping around his bed before closing the wide-open bedroom window.