She huffed out a frustrated breath. How he had restrained her so swiftly, protecting her from any impact on the ground, was just another annoying reminder of how fast alphas were.
“You tried to hit me,” he said.
Nix chewed her inner cheek and grumbled, “Sorry.”
Ryker breathed in her scent and dragged his lips down her neck. “Smell so good.”
Cue the horniness.
Nix swallowed and wiggled under his sexy, hulking body. He had her pinned expertly, and his sweet alpha scent was alsoso good. The memory of his thick dick pistoning inside her earlier heated her core.
A low rumble shook his chest as he rasped, “Could fuck you into the grass…right here…in front of everyone.”
Nix’s breath hitched, and her nipples tightened instantly at his words.
“Maybe I should,” Ryker purred. “So everyone will know who you belong to.”
Nix felt Ryker’s hot, heavy erection weigh down on her left inner thigh.Fuck. She could imagine it thrusting inside her now. Hitting her so deep that her toes curled. “That’s not fair.”
He tilted his head and kissed below her ear. “Hmm?”
“You are not allowed to get me horny to distract me from wanting to learn to fight.”
“No one will hurt you.” Ryker said, “Because I will be with you. Always.”
But Ryker should have never made a promise he could not keep. Because he was not always with her.
When combat ended, Nix—the only female in the class—retired to the empty girls’ locker room to change back into her normal school uniform.
Before she had time to sense the intruder, someone grabbed her and pierced her neck with a needle.
And everything blurred after that.
CHAPTER 9
“The slut is waking up. Did you get a piece of her hair for the spell?”
Spell?Shit. Nix silently screamed at her slow-moving, aching body to wake up and defend herself from whatever kind of attack this was. Blinking her abnormally tired eyes open, Nix saw the familiar platinum blond hair.
“Astrid?” Nix’s voice sounded weird. Too slow, low, and breathy.
Drugged. They had drugged her with…
Nix knew this feeling all too well. The same kind of poison that her captor used on her. The same kind from Elle’s illusion potion, but in a heftier dose. Evernell.
A feminine hand came down hard against the right side of Nix’s face, slapping her and causing instant reeling. Evernell poison weakened its subject, but it did not numb the victim. That was the optimal pain—knowing there was nothing to stop it. No control over her own body.
“I didn’t say you could address me, bitch,” Astrid spat viciously at her.
“I thought they said she would be out for an hour,” someone else complained.
Nix blinked, trying to unblur her vision. The poison was potent in her system, slowing her thoughts, feelings, and movements. She then felt the rope.Ah.
They had tied her hands behind her back and her ankles to the bottom legs of a chair. Where was she? Still in the girls’ locker room? How long had she been out? There was no way Ryker was still waiting for her. Would he burst into the locker room and—
She fought her blurred vision and heavy eyelids to note her location. No, she was…somewhere else. Somewhere she did not recognize. Somewhere Ryker was not.
Shit.
