Hybrid Aria 1-4

“Not yet, I will once she eats and showers” Ryker answers him.

“Give me more, what?” I ask nervously, did he mean the stuff that made my wolf leave me?

Ryker doesn’t answer but Tyson walks out before returning a few minutes later with a black satchel. He puts it on the bench and unfolds it and I see needles and some vials.

“I said not yet?” Ryker tells him. Grabbing the satchel and folding it back up before placing it on the fridge. But I saw enough they were going to drug me. I jump up from my seat looking to the door and Tyson puts his hands out like he was trying to herd me.

“Tyson leave her, you’re scaring her and she will run” Ryker tells him looking at me before turning back to what he was doing.

“That stuff will wear off soon, you were supposed to give her more hours ago” Tyson tells him. Ryker nods but doesn’t move, instead pours the contents of the saucepan into some bowls before grabbing some spoons.

I keep the table between us as he approaches. He puts the bowl on the table sliding it toward me but doesn’t make a move to come closer. My eyes darted to the top of the fridge where he placed the black satchel.

“Reika, we won’t hurt you. Your wolf attacked my brother, it’s just a precaution till we get her back” Tyson says and I cock my head to the side trying to understand what he is talking about. Ryker clears his throat and I watch his eyes glaze over, Tyson does the same as they stand they’re having a secret conversation. Tysons eyes glassy as he stared through me.

“Get who back?” I ask looking between them and they seem to refocus on the room. Tyson looks at Ryker and I hear his heart rate speed up.

“Amanda’s pup” Tyson says looking at Ryker who nods to him.

“You’re going to help me find her?” I ask, looking at Ryker. He nods moving around the table and I step back moving to the other side and he sighs.

“I have people out looking for her, but I need you to trust me Reika, I am not trying to hurt you but for now your wolf isn’t coping and it is best she remains dormant” I shake my head at his words, how is it best she remains dormant? I need my wolf, she is all I have and he can’t take her from me.

“Reika, please. We can’t help you if you don’t let us” Tyson pleads with me walking around the otherside of the table and caging me in. My breathing starts to quicken, Ace walks in looking around before stopping.

“Reika?” Ryker says. Ace walked in distracting me and I didn’t realise how close he got and he was only an arms length away now.

He holds his hand out toward me, and I step away only for Tyson to step closer. My breathing becomes faster and I suddenly feel like I am choking, panic kicking in and I try to feel for 46, begging her to come help me. My vision becomes tunnelled as the room dulls and I see the room suddenly tilt, the ground rushing towards my face before all I see is darkness.

Ryker POV

I could kill Tyson right now, he never should have brought it down. I understood his worry but now she will think I am drugging her for the sake of it. She hyperventilated before passing out. I could hear her begging and pleading for her wolf to come save her, to get her out of this situation before suddenly her face went slack and she was tumbling to the ground in a heap. I grabbed her just before she hit the ground.

“Why did you interfere?” I ask, looking at Tyson.

“Her wolf comes back after everything you told us, what if she hurts herself Ryker. I know you don’t want to hurt her that you spontaneously grew a conscious, but you need to keep her sedated at least until we find out what is going on”

He grabs the bag off the fridge and hands it to me. I snatch it from him before walking upstairs and taking her back to our room. She comes to, as I place her on the bed. Tyson walks in with the macaroni placing it on her lap and I help her sit up. She looks at the satchel in my hand, her eyes going wide before she jumps up. Tyson only just grabbed the bowl before it tumbled onto the floor.

I could hear her heart beating in her chest, as she panicked. I grip her arm pulling her down onto the bed and she starts thrashing.

“I won’t hurt you, stop thrashing” I tell her trying to remain calm through her kicking and hitting. She doesn’t stop as she tries to fight me off.

“He won’t hurt you Reika, stop he just needs to sedate your wolf, you will still be awake, just calmer” Tyson tries to reason with her but she was having none of it. She bites my arm trying to get free. My arm throbbing as she draws blood and Tyson climbs on the bed holding her shoulders down.

“Stop he won’t you” Tyson repeats while I grab the syringe, my own heart pounding picking up on her distress.

“You take it then” She tells him when she suddenly freezes seeing me stab the needle into the vial and drawing some out. She scoots back knocking Tyson on his back as he tries to hold her down, his legs wrapping around her waist pulling her back against him.

“If he takes it, will you?” Tyson says making me look at him, is he for real? He wants me to drug myself?

“What the fuck?” I mindlink him.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“She might calm down, if she saw you’re willing to take it” He mind links back. I close the link to find her staring at me and I realise he was right.

“Sorry Brax” I mutter,

“Just do it” Brax says and I stab myself. The liquid felt cold as it spread throughout my arm. It takes a few seconds when I suddenly feel him becoming fainter before I feel him disappear going silent, a shiver running up my spine as I suddenly feel hollow. Looking down at her, she stared wide-eyed like she couldn’t believe I actually did. I put the cap on the needle and put it in the stachel before grabbing another.

“See I am fine,” I tell her though the feeling felt unnatural and alien and she looks at the needle in my hand. I see Tyson’s grip on her loosen and she sits up leaning against him. It bothered me how relaxed she was in his embrace but cowers from me, yet I understood why. She wasn’t to blame for her actions.

“Bet that felt odd” I hear Tysons voice flit through my head.

“Yeah doesn’t feel right” I admit drawing more of the liquid Avery gave me from the vial. Reika watches but doesn’t move away when I move my hand toward her, instead she watches as I stab it in her arm near her shoulder before pressing down on the plunger. She shivers getting the same reaction I did and I let out the breath I didn’t realise I was holding.

After a few seconds she relaxes, her muscles untense and Tyson lets her go kissing her cheek which makes me growl at him. He rolls his eyes at me before hopping up off the bed. I zip the satchel up handing it to him before grabbing the macaroni which had cooled a fair bit and was barely warm. I hand it to her and she takes it while still watching me suspiciously and I could feel she thought I was going to lunge at her any minute.

“I have to go see Ace, can we have tomorrow off since lily is bringing the kids over?” Tyson asks and I nod.

“Yes!” He says punching the air excitedly. Reika goes to follow him and I grip her hand just as she is about to hop off the bed.

“Stay?” I ask her and she looks at my hand touching her. I jerked my hand back, her eyes darting to me like she was trying to decide what to do, I could hear her questioning her own judgement. Deciding to let her figure it out, I walked into the bathroom before turning the shower on, hoping she would stay. I felt this strange hollow feeling only having my thoughts in my head, no unwanted commentary from my wolf, no yippy and yappy or his incessant urges pushing me to do what he wants. I didn’t like it, I missed him as much as he annoyed me, I missed the chatter, the company of having my wolf.

I brace my arms on the wall, letting the heat unknot my back. A few minutes pass when I hear movement in the bedroom and sigh. She was leaving. Grabbing the soap I start washing myself when I hear the shower screen open making me spin around. She stood there awkwardly like she didn’t know whether or not to hop in. I step aside, moving over and she walks past to the other side. Reaching around her, I quickly turn the other shower head on, she watches me before stepping under the water. I turn away from her as an overwhelming urge to touch her washes over me.