"WILLOW CHASE!" an unfamiliar voice shouted from my front door.
Beside me, a giant-sized lump jackknifed straight up in bed. A low growl sprang from his throat as he got to all fours in front of me, taking the blankets with him. "What the f**k, cupcake?" he whispered without looking at me.
I shook my head, shivered in the cool air. Realized he wasn't watching me. "I have no idea. I don't recognize that voice." And I was stuck, flat on my back. I flung my hand out, hoping to catch my phone.
Shit. I still didn't have mine back from the hospital from when my legs got crushed. The burner I'd had in Ethan's maze was long gone as well. I sighed. I really needed to get my priorities straight.
Like an angry lion, Ryker slid from the bed. His muscles moved with fluid grace as he reached for
