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.