CHAPTER TWELVE

Roxanne

Alpha Ryker?

I sucked in my breath afraid to make the slightest noise as I heard him walk in. I was terrified of his presence. Even in the dark his aura was oppressive. He made me want to sprint and hide. Good thing I was in a corner where he could barely see me.

Ryker strolled into the cell with an air of dominance. “What's all this incessant racket, woman? One would think a banshee had taken residence down here.”

I jumped when a spider fell into the chemise of my dress. God forsaken creatures.

“You're just going to hide from me?” He demanded.

“I'm scared,” I...