“Fine, get up,” he says, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the house after his sister.
We walk up the stairs and into a room that has a huge bed in the middle. It smells like Lana and her mates, I wrinkle my nose at the smell, it was overwhelming no wonder she smells like them, they must roll around in each other’s scent all night.
Lana grabs some clothes and hands them to me. I look at the material, the sight alone already making me itchy. I stare at them before pulling the shirt over my head. The material is scratching my nipples already, irritating my skin.
The pants were harder as I tried to get my legs in them, it was like pulling on a second skin over mine. What is this strange material it has no give, I wished I didn’t ruin the other pants they were soft and had some fat little yellow creature on them.
My mate growls at me but he doesn’t understand wearing this stuff is hard for me, I never wear clothes. My wolf wouldn't fit in them and she had no need with all our fur plus what would we have done with our tail it surely wouldn’t fit in this contraption.
Ryker jerks me toward him, my hands going to his chest to stop from smacking into it, his skin is warm, warmer than mine. He grips them, ripping them up my backside painfully. I try to pull them out of my butt.
“Quit squirming, what is wrong with you?” He snaps, grabbing my arm as he pulls me out of the room and down the stairs. He drags me outside walking toward the loud car he left in.
He opens the door shoving me inside and onto the slippery leather seat. I could smell burnt almonds in his car, it hurt my nose as I sniffed. Looking around the car, I see heaps of buttons and compartments. I pull on the little handle of one of the compartments, the contents spilling onto the floor. Why does he keep all this rubbish? I see him talking to Tate and Drake and another man. I try to pick up the stuff and jam it in the strange compartment before he sees, the door not shutting so I give it a nudge.
“Give it a kick it will close then, you need to use brute force,” My wolf tells me finally returning now her mate was around. I do as she says, and kick it.
“Not that hard, I think you broke it. Hopefully, he doesn't notice,” she says as my foot goes through the hard plastic. I pull my foot out, my toes bleeding from the plastic cutting in. The scrapes heal and I try to rub my blood off and hide the evidence.
“See he won't notice barely a scratch.”
“Are you sure it has a hole in it?” My wolf becomes nervous “Maybe sit with your back on it,” she tells me, but how there was a gap. I try to cover it as best I can and not fall in the gap where my feet go.
The door opens and my heart skips a beat, my wolf running away to the back of my head. She is usually strong, she never usually runs but he scares her, he scares me too. But even scared she will usually cop the beating for me but not this time.
“What are you doing, sit back?” He says pushing me back into the seat. He growls and I duck my head waiting for the blow. His hand reaches toward me and I try to mold into the chair away from him. When he pulls something behind me, the strap wraps across my body before clicking in. His eyes darted to the door I broke.
“Don’t touch anything else, and don’t shift in my bloody car, you will wreck my seats,” he says, his eyes flickering to black before he sits back in his seat.
I pulled on the strap. It wasn't tight but it was annoying sitting between my boobs making them look fatter.
“Leave it,” Ryker growls at me as I continue to pull it, trying to find somewhere comfortable to put it.
Chapter 12
Thecarmovestolurch forward and I grip the seat as it moves. My claws digging into it held me steady. The motion is so fast as he moves onto the road. The motion made my stomach turn. My head feels funny as my stomach lurches in my throat.
“Mate, feel ill.”
“Huh?” He says, looking at me.
“Shit!” He says pulling over. I try to open the door but I can't figure it out. I need out, I need out. The door suddenly opens and I throw up the contents of my stomach on the ground. Only it wasn’t the ground but his boots. He jumps back a growl escaping him. I try to move but the strap over my chest prevents me from leaving the car. I claw at it. My claws slice through the strap freeing me as I jump out of the car retching.
“Have you never been in a car before?” He asks, making me look up at him. He walks away to the boot of his car, opening it before walking back. He has a bottle in his hand and he offers it to me. I wonder if it is a trick.
“Take it,” he says before opening the lid. I take it, sniffing it before bringing it to my lips. The water soothed my throat which was burning. I watch as he opens the other bottle, pouring it on his boots and cleaning them. My face is heating.
“Don’t be embarrassed,'' he says, and I wonder why he isn’t hurting me, usually when I do something bad they hurt me, they all hurt me when I do something bad.
“So you've never been in a car?” He asks again. I look back at the car before shaking my head.
“Not while awake,” I tell him, looking back at him.
“What do you mean?” He asks, his eyebrows furrowing.
“They made me drink some stuff, made me sleep. It wasn’t like this though it was bigger and had big doors on the back,” I tell him. His jaw clenches and unclenches and he looks mad.
“We need to go to Avalon City, we should go,” he says, holding out his hand to me. I looked at it, his hands were big compared to mine and hairy on the back.