Ryker’s pov
“We have to save her, she's one of us after all, isn't she?” I had gathered five of the strongest warriors in the camp into the woods to try and sell them on an impromptu rescue mission, but nobody was buying it.
None of them were even saying anything, my passionate words of plea were met by disinterested sideways glances and muffled mumblings.
Frustration built up and contracted in my chest.
“Have all of you suddenly become mute? Say Something!” I shot knowingly at them, hitting their pride. All of them exchange unsure glances with one another until Kelvin, one of the strongest steps forward brushing his fingers uncomfortably through his long black locks.
“Ryker, you saw what happened that day. We were completely outnumbered in our own territory, imagine going to fig
