Nyx's Pov
Ryker’s face looked surprised to see me. His eyes scanned behind me quickly, like he expected someone to be with me, and then he pulled me inside without another word.
“How are you here, Nyx?” he asked quietly, closing the door.
I looked at him, uneasy. “I… I needed to clear my head. Is something wrong? Where’s your family? Where’s your wife and your daughter?”
He guided me to the small couch in his living room. The house looked the same, but quieter. He sat down across from me, his hands trembling slightly.
“They’re safe, Nyx,” he said after a long pause. “I’m just surprised to see you.”
I frowned. His voice was steady, but his body wasn’t. I saw the way his fingers wouldn’t stay still, the way his shoulders stiffened like he was holding something back.
“You’re lying,” I
