Rebel Bitten

Once upon a time, humankind ruled the world while lycans and vampires lived in secret.

This is no longer that time. Willow They're chasing me, even into my dreams.

And when I awake, I see him. Striking black eyes with a hint of the devil inside. He's my savior and my worst nightmare combined.

Because he owns me.

He found me.

He saved me.

But I don't want to be owned. I want to be free. Even if it kills me.

Ryder I needed a diversion, a plaything, something to distract me from this perpetual boredom. And she appeared as if the Almighty above had heard my prayers.

Or, more accurately, the devil.

Because I'm not a good man. Humanity died inside me long ago. It was what I needed to survive.

But she's such a pretty little thing. I think I'll keep her and make her mine. At least for a little while. Humans are so fragile, after all.

Welcome to Ryder Region.

It may not be mine yet, but it will be soon.

For I haven't lived this long by playing nice.

I prefer to bite.