A Second-Chance Mate for Cursed Alpha King

“Sorry,” I tell him, removing my body parts that were draped carelessly over him. Ryker sits up running his hand through his hair before standing. His back cracks as he stretches before walking into the bathroom. I hear him turn the shower on before hearing him call out to me. Making me remember I have…

“Go to the kitchen I will be down in a minute,” he says, and I do as he says walking down the stairs looking for the kitchen. I sit on a chair at the table. My wolf takes partial control as she forces me to look at the double glass door leading outside. I feel…

They explain it is a game, and what the buttons do. I tried a few times. It was hard my person kept spinning in circles looking at the roof. I gave up handing the controller to Tyson and he and his brother played while I watched. After another hour I heard the door downstairs open.…

“But it’s our first day home,” The boy whines. “I don’t care, get your asses to the fields, you want to come home, you abide by my rules,” Ryker tells him. “Fucking jackass,” I hear the boy mutter as he walks back into the room. Ryker growls continuing down the hallway. H e stops at…

“You’re lying, now tell me,” He commands. “Ryker, she is your mate,” The boy says, defending me. “Yes, one I don’t trust, now tell me,” he says his Alpha aura rolling over me and I feel my wolf trying to fight against it. “That I shouldn’t tell you things,” I blurted out as pain rippled…

Crouching down I stroked her fur, immense relief flooding me knowing she was still here. “Why are you in here, shift back,” I tell her. My wolf watched through my eyes as he peered out watching her. She gets up shaking out her snow-white fur. Her green and amber eyes watch me before she suddenly…

“We are 22 or 23” she answers. I nod. “My wolf thinks I am 22 or 23” I answer him. “How old are you?” I ask him. “13 nearly 14” I look at Ryker wondering how old he is. “I’m 27 if you are wondering” he answers. I nod. “So is she a fling or…

Aamon looks at her worriedly. “Ava my love you should rest,” Aamon tells her. I have to agree with him, she is making no sense. “No, I don’t need to rest, Aamon,” Aamon throws his hands up walking over to lean on the doorframe. “Stubborn ass woman” “Mind your tongue or you will lose it”…

“You think he will?” I shrug, he seems strong so I was unsure. My brows furrow at his question. “You’re very odd,” he states. “So are you, you smell funny” he chuckles. “What does Ryker smell like?” “Good, why do you keep asking about him? He is your”- I didn’t know what this man was…

“Who is she?” I hear one of them ask. “Nobody, now be quiet,” he tells them, my heart twisting in my chest. “Why does it hurt when he speaks?” I ask my wolf. “Because he is our mate, that’s what they do, that’s why they take them. They hurt us. Mates are bad 46 we…