Reika
Waking when the water touched me, I could feel Tyson's hands gliding over my skin as he washed the wolfsbane off my skin kneeling next to me. My eyes opened to his blistered hands washing my face.
"Stop, you're hurting yourself," I whisper but he ignores me. Looking up, I see Ryker looking down at me. A petrified scream leaves me and my body shakes as I fight the urge to throw up. I shuffle away from the shower door. Tyson reached for me, gripping my hand.
"Shh it's okay," he says. His hands blistered from the wolfsbane but he doesn't seem to care. He looks over his shoulder at his brother. "Get out, you're scaring her," he tells him, the venom behind his words shocked me. Tyson and Ace were usually calm and funny, and normal teenage kids but right now he was angry and his anger matched that of his brothers.
"I didn't know," Ryker says, reaching into the shower, his hand moving toward me. I slap his hand trying to melt into the tiles away from him. He pulls his hand back and Tyson growls at him.
"I said get out," Ryker glares at him and looks like he was going to say something when his eyes fall back on me. He presses his lips together and his eyes flicker and for a second I thought I saw them tear up but he blinked before stepping away.
"She needs blood, mutations don't heal well," Ryker says looking at his brother, his normal cold facade slipping in place.
"She can have mine now get out," Tyson tells him and Ryker looks at him shocked.
"Ryker please just hop out, let your brother look after her," I heard a feminine voice say from the doorway where I couldn't see her.
"She is my mate," Ryker says.
"Yes, she is, and look what you did to her," Tyson spits at him over his shoulder while reaching his hand out to me. He squeezes my fingers gently. Ryker's scent leaves the room and I know he is gone and I relax slightly. Tyson steps into the shower becoming drenched along with me and pulls his clothes off, sitting on the floor next to me.
A woman walks in kneeling beside us, she reminds me of Lana, her scent is similar and I know she must be the Lycan Queen. She reaches her hand out brushing my hair back. Her amber eyes watched me, so dazzling. She was beautiful with her long dark hair and soft features.
Tyson bites his wrist offering it to me, his mother's eyes watching worriedly as he brings it to my lips. "Are you sure that's a good idea," The woman asks but Tyson presses his bleeding wrist to my mouth. His blood, coating my lips and I lick them.
Bloodlust kicks in at his intoxicating blood and I grab his wrist biting down on it. He flinches but doesn't pull away. I drank from him before forcing myself to stop, he tasted weak, and I could tell he was still healing and tasted tiny bits of wolfsbane in his blood that seeped through his skin.
"You can drink more," Tyson says but I shake my head.
"You're injured," I tell him, leaning against his shoulder. I could feel my wounds healing but still couldn't feel my wolf, she must be weak for me not to be able to feel her.
"Come here dear," The woman says, biting into her wrist and holding it out. Tyson nudges me.
"My mother won't hurt you," Tyson says before a figure steps in behind her. I look up and see my mate standing behind her. A bottle in his hand.
"Move mom," he says, touching her shoulder. The woman looks at me and I hear Tyson growl low in the back of his throat. Ryker kneels in front of us. He holds the bottle out to me but I don't take it, instead, Tyson opens the cap and sniffs it. He passes the bottle to me.
"Drink it, it's his blood, it will heal you quicker being he is your mate," Tyson tells me. I clutch the bottle, tipping it to my lips. His scent was nothing compared to how he tasted, his blood flooding my mouth thick and sweet as I drank greedily, feeling my wounds healing and feeling my wolf slowly coming back. I drain the bottle and Tyson takes it from me.
"Better?" I nod. Ryker reaches for me but I move closer to Tyson.
"Ace?" I ask Tyson, looking at him.
"He is fine, because of you," he says, kissing my head. Ryker growls at him but doesn't do anything.
I look down at my toes, remembering the feel of the blunt snips as he removed them. I rubbed them, they ached slightly but had grown back. Ryker watches as I rub my toes before looking away when I catch him staring.
"I don't understand how that is possible," He mutters to himself. I say nothing, if only he knew the number of times we have had things removed only for them to grow back and the process to start over again, I don't know how my wolf bore it.
For years she blocked me out when they would experiment, her screams though I was able to figure out what they were doing to her. I knew but by the time she would let me come back I was always healed, she endured it so I didn't have to.
Ryker reaches behind him grabbing a towel before standing. Tyson gets up first, his white ass appearing in front of my face and I turn my face not wanting to see his bits. I feel my wolf starting to return as she sluggishly moves to the forefront of my mind and peers out. I hear her growl viciously at my mate in my head, hackled up and ready to attack now that she has enough strength to shift. Tyson hops out wrapping a towel around his waist while my wolf wouldn't let me move my eyes from Ryker, she wanted to kill him for what he did.
Tyson reaches his hand out to me and I take it standing up and grabbing the towel he was holding out to me. I quickly wrap it around myself. Ryker watches us leave and I stay close to Tyson, though I knew he would be no match for his brother if he did stop me. Tyson drags me to his room when Ryker calls out.
"What are you doing?" He asks his brother. Tyson says nothing just walks into his room dragging me with him before closing his door. He walks to some drawers pulling out some clothes and puts them on.
"Wait here I will get you some clothes, then I will take you to see Ace," he says, and I nod watching him leave.