  &quot;Not yet, I will once she eats and showers&quot; Ryker answers him.
      &quot;Give me more, what?&quot; 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.
      &quot;I said not yet?&quot; 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.
      &quot;Tyson leave her, you're scaring her and she will run&quot; Ryker tells him looking at me before turning back to what he was doing.
      &quot;That stuff will wear off soon, you were supposed to give her more hours ago&quot; Tyson tells him. Ryker nods 

  Reika POV
      I stood under the shower, his back was to me and I grabbed the bar of soap and began washing myself. His scent was addictive, made worse by the steam as it flooded the room, filling it with his scent. I didn t like not having my wolf, but I felt better knowing he wouldn't be able to shift either. I was a little shocked when he stabbed himself with the needle, I didn t think he would do it but he did, just to show me he wouldn t hurt me. Knowing that made my stomach flutter, maybe he meant it. Maybe he wouldn t try anything. Maybe if he gets Amanda s Pup back my wolf will forgive him and let me keep him.
      He turns around facing me, rinsing himself off, my eyes roaming his body. The water glistened off his chest as it washed over him following the ridges of muscles that rippled over his body. The hard muscles under his skin moved with each movement as he washed his f

  &quot;Reika&quot; I tell her and she reaches forward, grabbing my hand from my side and shaking it. I stare at our hands and she gives them a soft squeeze.
      &quot;You re his aunty?&quot; I ask, a little shocked, she looked younger than him.
      &quot;Yep, so you're related to Kade?&quot; She asks, sitting down at the table. Ryker nudges me toward the table and I sit down in the chair next to her.
      &quot;I think so?&quot; I ask looking at Ryker who nods.
      &quot;You do have a similar scent, not the same but slightly similar to my mate&quot; She says. I stared at her confused.
      &quot;My husband is Kades son, but he isn't like you. My husband is a werewolf, not a hybrid. So I am guessing you are a product of either him directly after he figured out how to trigger the hybrid gene, or you're a mutation like me&quot; I didn t understand what she meant.
      &quot;You mi

&quot;Not yet, I will once she eats and showers&quot; Ryker answers him.
      &quot;Give me more, what?&quot; 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.
      &quot;I said not yet?&quot; 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.
      &quot;Tyson leave her, you're scaring her and she will run&quot; Ryker tells him looking at me before turning back to what he was doing.
      &quot;That stuff will wear off soon, you were supposed to give her more hours ago&quot; Tyson tells him. Ryker nods but doesn t move, instead pours the contents of the saucepan into some bowls before grabbing some

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