  &quot;Can I leave?&quot; I ask him, needing to get out of this confined space.
      &quot;Yes, clothes are in the walk-in in the blue bag&quot; He says turning to face me. I dart out of the room, the towel tightly wound around me as I walk into the walk-in. I look for the bag but can t see it when I hear the water shut off. Ryker walked in behind me before reaching above my head and passing me the bag.
      I take it back into the bedroom before rummaging through it and almost groan when I realise they were the same sort of pants Lana leant me, the tight uncomfortable ones. I sat on the bed trying to maneuver them up my legs that were still slightly wet.
      &quot;Why do people wear these? They are so uncomfortable&quot; I mutter to myself.
      &quot;They are jeans, the most basic of clothes&quot; Ryker answers as I squeeze myself into them.
      &quot;Well they are comfortable,

  &quot;Rieka stop fighting it&quot; She screams at me, fur sprouting along my arms and I feel my ankle snap painfully. I grip the table, my claws sinking into the soft wood as she fights to shift. Ryker walks into the kitchen before growling and my head snaps toward his face.
      &quot;I said no shifting&quot; He growls. I grit my teeth against the searing pain..
      &quot;I am trying not to&quot; I tell him and I hear my wrist snap making me scream. &quot;46!&quot; I scream at her but she doesn t listen, instead a menacing growl escaping my lips and rumbling out of my chest. Ryker walks over gripping my arm tightly.
      &quot;Stop&quot; He says and I hear my other ankle snap, my canines protruding from under my lip.
      &quot;It's not me,&quot; I tell him. He seems stunned for a second before I feel his Alpha aura wash over me fast and hard bringing me to my knees. My wolf howl

  Over the afternoon, Ryker discovered they pooped in the toilet tank and he made Tyson clean it out with his bare hands. While Ace snickered at his brother with hands in his shit. Ryker watched making sure they cleaned everything little piece out. While I watch disgusted and feeling ill at the diagustiness that was his brothers.
      &quot;Anything else?&quot; Ryker asks Ace who shakes his head.
      &quot;Ace put your toothbrush in his private parts&quot; I tell him and Ryker glares at him.
      &quot;Traitor you helped, it was your idea&quot; Tyson says pouting and pointing his finger at me.
      &quot;I didn t help, I just watched&quot;
      &quot;You watched them do all that and didn't say anything to try stop them&quot;
      &quot;They said they would blame it on me and that you would believe them&quot; I tell him and he turns on his heel glaring at them before stalking toward them.
      They both do a runner from the room and Ryker sighs giving up. Before flopping on his bed only to sniff the air when his head hits the pillow. I could still smell the lingering scent of Tyson touching it. He grabs the pillow and sniffs it before storming out the room toward theirs across the hall, he bangs on the door. I watch from the doorway of Ryker s room.
      &quot;We didn't do it&quot; I hear one of them call out.
      &quot;Open this goddamn door now&quot; He says and I feel his Alpha aura roll out. I hear thuds before the door opens and Ryker belts them with his pillow repeatedly. They both laugh and chuckle at him before he walks over to a smaller door and retrieves another.
      Ryker walks back into the room and I step out of his way. My wolf watched him through my eyes before speaking.
      &quot;If we can get him to trust us we may be able to leave the house and escape&quot; she tells me.
      &quot;But I don't want to leave, it's nice here and warm and he isn't so bad&quot; I tell her.
      &quot;That's the bond talking, they told us the bond makes us confused and feel things we shouldn't, don't forget what is at stake&quot; She says. I nod to her feeling sad. I liked the young boys even though they were gross. Going home meant being lonely and living in a cage, I still don t believe they would truly set us free. Why couldn't my wolf see that? They say they will set us free and give her back to us, but why would they when they have never given any of the pups back.
      &quot;She is alive, we know that now. You really want to risk losing her a second time? this is the only chance we have of getting her back&quot; My wolf says listening in on my thoughts.
      &quot;Why are you standing next to the door? Come here&quot; Ryker says, pulling me out of my thoughts.
      &quot;He needs to trust us, go to him&quot; my wolf urges, forcing my feet to move. Ryker's silver eyes watching me when he presses the button on the remote, gauging my reaction to him locking the place down again. My heart beating erratically in my chest. I hated feeling caged, claustrophobic.
      &quot;Wait for him to fall asleep then go back in the closet. I don't like these open spaces, I can't protect you&quot; my wolf says, making me look at the closet door where all his clothes were.
      &quot;You want to sleep in the closet again?&quot; He asks, making me look back at him.
      &quot;Why?&quot; He asks when I say nothing.
      &quot;My wolf said it's safer, she can't see every corner in the room&quot;
      &quot;Your wolf is afraid something will sneak up on you?&quot; He chuckles. I know it sounded weird but my wolf was right to be paranoid. You never know what is lurking in the shadows waiting to pounce.
      &quot;I can assure you, anything comes in this room except my brothers won't leave it alive Reika, now hop in bed&quot; he says laying back down.
      I climb on the bed laying on the edge facing away from him. It felt strange sleeping, restless in this form, my body affected by the cold in this form when I feel the bed underneath me move. The blanket on which I lay moving before leaving completely.
      Ryker tosses it over me before gripping the waistband of my pants and dragging me closer, till my back was flush with his chest.
      &quot;You are safe with me, now sleep&quot; he says, draping his arm over me. I try to sleep, eventually succumbing to it and drifting off into dreamless sleep.
      *****
      Stretching and trying to roll as I hear the groan of the roller shutters lifting from the windows. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I realised I was no longer just lying next to Ryker but half on top of him, my leg draped over his waist and my arm across his chest. Opening my eyes to find Ryker staring at me.
      &quot;Good morning&quot; He says and I find myself confused, My wolf didn't make us sleep in the closet. Usually if I fall asleep she will just take over.
      &quot;I was comfortable&quot; My wolf answers, yawning herself.
      &quot;Sorry&quot; I tell him, removing my body parts that were draped so carelessly over him. Ryker sits up running his hand through his hair before standing. His back cracking 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 a name now, one I was finding hard to get used to.
      &quot;Reika&quot; He calls again as I realise he is actually talking to me. I walk in just as he steps in the shower.
      &quot;You hopping in, or just going to stand there. I brought you some clothes yesterday too. I put them in the walk-in last night&quot; He tells me as I shed his shirt off.
      &quot;They should fit you, they look about the right size&quot; He says, washing his face under the steady stream. I turn the taps and the water burns my flesh but I give up trying to adjust them.
      My face feels like it is melting off from the intense heat of the water and I try my best to ignore it, sizzling my skin when I feel the temperature drop making my eyes open.
      &quot;Cold, hot&quot; He says pointing to the taps dials. I nod, relieved the temperature had lessened to a tolerable level.
      His scent today smelt a lot stronger, my gums tingling as it filled the room. &quot;You need to ignore it Rieka, you bite anyone he won't trust us and will probably kill us&quot; My wolf tells me as the burn in the back of my throat sears down into my chest. I hold my breath and wash quickly so I can get away from him. Turning the taps off, I grab a towel.

&quot;Can I leave?&quot; I ask him, needing to get out of this confined space.
      &quot;Yes, clothes are in the walk-in in the blue bag&quot; He says turning to face me. I dart out of the room, the towel tightly wound around me as I walk into the walk-in. I look for the bag but can t see it when I hear the water shut off. Ryker walked in behind me before reaching above my head and passing me the bag.
      I take it back into the bedroom before rummaging through it and almost groan when I realise they were the same sort of pants Lana leant me, the tight uncomfortable ones. I sat on the bed trying to maneuver them up my legs that were still slightly wet.
      &quot;Why do people wear these? They are so uncomfortable&quot; I mutter to myself.
      &quot;They are jeans, the most basic of clothes&quot; Ryker answers as I squeeze myself into them.
      &quot;Well they are comfortable, and stick to me&quot; I tell him.
      &quot;They are supposed to&quot;
      &quot;Your clot

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