Ryker POV
I stand frozen in disbelief. My mate. Bent over a table with four of my finest warriors, mouth stuffed and fisting the other two. I blink trying to wake up from this dream but to no avail. My wolf whimpers in my head. By the time I’m snapped out of my daze, the metallic scent of blood filled my nose, I turn to find my mate on her knees sobbing behind me.
“Y-you killed them” she cries harder.
“So you wanted to f**k them?” I retort glaring at her, my wolf howls in agony at the realization our mate could betray us in such ways, putting up a block I ponder on what to do with her.
“Please baby I didn’t want this, th-they made me. I love you. Please believe me.” Crawling over on her knees she looks up at me, eyes filled with tears, I scoop her up bridal style carrying her to a guest bedroom. I’ll figure out what to do with her some other time. Dropping her in the bed I sigh, cast one last glance and walk out the door.
“Where are you going? Why am I in here and not our room.” She sniffs.
I just kept walking, I found my self in my office drowning my self pity in whiskey.
It was midnight when I called it a night and returned to my room, i heave a heavy sigh before opening the door knowing I will be sleeping alone tonight.
“Mmhmm uh huh” I pinch my brows in confusion upon opening the door further I see my mate, stark naked on the bed pleasuring herself. “Baby is that you?” She asks not being able to see me with a blindfold on, I stand there thinking how I want to play this out but my animalistic side takes over.