7. Ryker
7
Ryker
E velyn was rolling on the ground with Chad in his hellhound form, laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world.
They looked ridiculous, but I couldn’t help but smile.
Today’s revelations had left me reeling.
They just kept piling up.
My beast had been raging inside me ever since I smelled her.
Her arousal.
I’d never experienced anything like it—a punch to the gut and a flare to the heart all at once.
At that moment, everything changed, and I knew.
I knew why she was constantly on my mind…and why I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Taming my beast was difficult.
He wanted to burn the head off every other male near her—Chad included.
He was a possessive fucker; it seemed. Demanding I mark what was ours for all the world to see.
As I looked at them—all of them smiling, watching Evelyn covered in grass and dirt on the ground—I knew they were as hooked as I was.
This is certainly going to be interesting.
Mine , my beast roared.
Yes, ours.