Rebel Bitten

Once upon a time, humankind ruled the world while lycans and vampires lived in secret. This is no longer that time. Willow They're chasing me, even into my dreams. And when I awake, I see him. Striking black eyes with a hint of the devil inside. He's my savior and my worst nightmare combined. Because he owns me. He found me. He saved me. But I don't want to be owned. I want to be free. Even if it kills me. Ryder I needed a diversion, a plaything, something to distract me from this perpetual boredom. And she appeared as if the Almighty above had heard my prayers. Or, more accurately, the devil. Because I'm not a good man. Humanity died inside me long ago. It was what I needed to survive. But she's such a pretty little thing. I think I'll keep her and make her mine. At least for a little while. Humans are so fragile, after all. Welcome to Ryder Region. It may not be mine yet, but it will be soon. For I haven't lived this long by playing nice. I prefer to bite.