CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

RYKER

For the first time in forever, I tried

desperately to get away from Roxanne. Yes someone could call me an idiot or a weakling but it was a bloodmoon and her scent was everywhere, dangerously. Vanilla and chocolate– it invaded my senses and I regretted asking her to come outside today.

My heart throbbed in palpitation and I could feel myself losing it. Losing my self control. I followed her scent to the far end of the beach. And there she was looking beautiful as she always did and she kept a perfect distance from the sea.

“Hi,” she called, waving her hands. “Is it wrong...