I remained in the room for most of the day snuggled underneath the blankets, I could hear him walking around the house but paid him no attention, refusing to leave the room when suddenly the door opened. Ryker stepped in and I popped my head out from under the blanket where I was nice and warm to look at him. 46 comes forward alert and fully awake as he steps into the room.
"I don't like you being in their room," he says, and I sit up moving up the bed as he sits on the end of it.
"I know I fucked up Reika, but-"
"But nothing, I am leaving soon. I have to go home," I tell him. He growls and I feel 46 become agitated.
"You're not leaving Reika this is your home now."
"I have to go home, I have to get her back," I tell him.
"Get who back?"
"They promised to give her back and I promised my wolf I would go back."
"Are you doing this because you want to or because your wolf wants to?" He asks, making me think.
"We can stay a little longer but not forever Reika, you promised Amanda," My wolf tells me.
"Both," I answered. I didn't want to go, but I promised Amanda I would get her back.
"I'm not letting you leave, you belong here with me," Ryker says before standing.
"You think I care what you want? You fucking tortured me, you're sick in the head. No way am I going to be with you Ryker, not after what you did," I tell him.
"You can deny me all you want, but that doesn't mean I am letting you leave. You are mine and you will remain here," I feel 46 press beneath my skin, I let the veil drop letting her shove forward and take control if she needs to. She paces in my head and I was a little shocked by the aggression that hit me from her. I knew she didn't like him but this was something else, something primal and on a deeper level scared me.
"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.
Ryker
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.