Ryker had been hovering around me all evening, though I saw his eyes straying to scan over Jezebel more than once. At first, it irritated me a little that he could so blatantly check her out. Then I just started taking it for what it was: a reminder of what my mission in this life was, and I was a little more okay with the longing looks he was casting at my stepsister.
The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful. That is until the end of the night, when I’m finally able to go upstairs to my room for some peace and quiet. I groan as I finally close my bedroom door, leaning against it as I click the lock. I kick off my shoes, sliding them across the floor and under the bed. I was glad to be alone. Ryker’s parents had been peppering me with questions all throughout the night. About academ
