“I am not yours, and you are not mine,” I tell him. Ryker growls, stepping forward and reaching out to grab me, I feel my claws slip from my nail beds and I swipe him as he reaches for me. My claws rip through his flesh like tissue paper, the scent of his blood filling the room as it drips on the floor and I feel my canines protrude, his scent overwhelming me before I lunge at him.
My arms wrap around his neck and my legs around his waist as I bite into his neck. His hands went to my hips as he tried to throw me off, but I could feel him growing weaker and weaker as his blood flooded into my mouth. 46’s strength was bleeding into me, empowering me like never before as I held him in place.
His knees go out from underneath him and he lands on the floor heavily with me on top of him, his heart rate getting slower and slower. I retract my fangs pulling back. His grip is loosening and I hear his heart rate slow as he collapses and goes unconscious. I run my tongue over my bite mark trying to get it to heal and stop the bleeding.
“Why isn’t he healing?” I ask worriedly, feeling a little woozy. My wolf looks out at his wound. When I feel this sharp pull like the flick of a rubber band snap against me making me gasp. I look down feeling this overwhelming urge to sleep.
“Shit!” My wolf says sleepily.
“What?” I yawn, feeling extremely weak and tired myself.
“I think you marked him, what he feels you will feel,” she says just as my arms give out and I am plunged into darkness.
R yker
I groaned feeling like I just had the life sucked right out of me, my chest felt heavy as I opened my eyes. I looked at the ceiling coming into focus when I realized what she did, realized I was still on the floor in Tyson’s room.
“She fucking drained us,” I tell my wolf who I could feel was quite sluggish too.
I try to sit up when I realize a weight on me. My hand goes to my chest when I feel tingles spread over my palm and I laugh. She marked me, silly wolf. I thought dreamily.
Sitting up, I pick her up stumbling into the wall behind me as I find my feet. Reika passed out still in my arms and I inhaled her scent.
“She didn’t realize once she marked us, she is tethered to us,” My wolf chuckles at her. If she knew I highly doubted she would have drained us while marking us, if she knew it would knock her out too.
“Mark her,” My wolf urges as I look down at her in my arms. I walk out of the room and into my room, placing her on our bed.
She stirs and I climb on the bed behind her looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The boys would be home soon but I felt too weak to care. Reaching over her, I press the remote locking the shutters in place. I needed to recuperate; man she fucked me up. I thought as I felt my eyes becoming heavier.
“Don’t fall asleep, mark her while you can,” Brax urges.
“At least lock the door,” He whines and I groan, forcing myself up and staggering to the door. I lock the door before grabbing the handcuffs from the bedside table and locking it on her wrist before locking the other one on my own.
“Now shut up, I need sleep,” I tell him. I had never felt so tired in my life, even the link to my pack was muted. Pulling her against me I mold my body around hers snuggling in and she snuggles closer in her sleep as we both doze off.
Waking to her trying to remove the handcuff around her wrist. My hand moved involuntarily as she jerked on the steel. I move my arm jerking her toward me and she falls half sprawled across me. She uses her free hand to push off my chest.
“Stop fidgeting,” I tell her wanting to go back to sleep. Why do I feel so drained suddenly I wonder, Brax too felt exhausted which was extremely unnatural for us and I could hear her yawning as she fiddled with the handcuffs.
“You need blood,” Reika says before I see her claws slip out and she jams one in the lock jiggling it around when I hear a click. The handcuffs release suddenly and she rubs her wrist. I reach for her, grabbing her and she growls at me, her lips pulling back and revealing her sharp canines.
“Don’t try to leave, just stay,” I tell her, yawning again. I could feel myself slipping into darkness again and she yawns suddenly mimicking me.
She lets out a horrid noise and I realize it is her skin tearing, my eyes darting to her when she suddenly jams her wrist against my lips. I throw her arm off wondering what the fuck she is doing. “Reika!”
“Not Reika!” She says, running her claws across her wrist before offering it to me.
“Drink I am sick of feeling tired,” She snaps before jamming her wrist against my lips. I was about to tell her I don’t drink blood that only Brax does when suddenly I lick my lips, her blood touching my tongue and I suddenly sink my canines into her. She doesn’t even flinch, as I bite into her flesh, instead, she watches me with a strange look in her eyes. Her blood fills my mouth and I feel myself growing stronger and becoming more alert.
She jerks her hand away and I growl at her. She glares at me hopping off the bed. While I feel dumbstruck that I just fed off her, that gene was only passed onto the girls, not me.
“And you think I am dumb,” She mutters rummaging through my clothes.
“Huh?” I ask, confused. Why did I just feed on her?
“You’re, so stupid,” she says tossing stuff out looking for something.
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re a hybrid, and don’t think you drink blood?” She snarls.
“I don’t normally, Brax does when in wolf form, that gene was only given to the girls,” I tell her and she looks at me over her shoulder, her eyes twinkling dangerously.
“Yes until you died, now we are even,” she says. Before picking up a pair of my track pants. I look at her clothes only just realizing how much blood she had on her. I jump to my feet worriedly looking at the door but it was still locked, sniffing the air I realize the scent is my own.
“What do you mean we are even?”
“Reika killed you, awoke your vampire side,” she says very matter-of-factly like what she said wasn’t a big deal.
“Excuse me?”
“You’re excused, now run along I need to leave,” she says, slipping my pants on.
“I died?” I ask, shocked.
“For a minute or two before your stupid genes kicked in, I was hoping to be rid of you, looks like I am stuck with you now,” she says.
“Open the door,” She demands.
“No,” I tell her and she growls, stepping toward me. I let my Alpha aura out, forcing it over her in a rush. She grits her teeth trying to fight against it. “Sit down, now,” I tell her and she glares at me, her canines slipping out as she fights the command. She whimpers slightly but refuses to submit.
“Sit down,” I tell her, shoving the full weight of my command at her. She lets out a mangled scream before suddenly dropping to the ground in a heap. I walk over to her crouching beside her.
“You may have caught me off guard before, little wolf, but it won’t happen again. Now fucking explain what the hell is going on.”
“You’re a pure hybrid, but you get the traits from the same-sex parent,” she says.
“I know that already,” I tell her, my sisters were exactly like my mother without a wolf, and more vampire than wolf. My father was a wolf so I have a wolf, but mum’s genes are still in there because my wolf craves blood along with the kill.
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