The Sun God Diaries
Chapter Forty-Eight: Ryker’s Going Insane

Ryker’s POV (Oh, Lord!)

“FUCK!” I snarled, pacing around in the cabin that I was currently hiding in the woods. “I need to make my move quick! Malachi. Malachi. The sexy Sun God Wolf is being surrounded by thirteen idiots and they’re ruining all of my plans!”

It was two months since I was brutally confronted by Malachi at the ball. And since Cunningham and my brother decided to up and pull a Judas Iscariot, I was the only man left to take what’s MINE! The sexy and dominating Omega prince has the lethal moves of any assassination while still looking like he’s born to grace the runways of the fashion world.

His lips were so plump and red like a rose. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

His hair was like a moonless night.

And his eyes like diamonds that shine in the sunlight.

Damn, man! Why does such a beauty like that get paired up with thirteen useless twerps?! He needs a real man! A man who can not only make him into a perfect submissive but also dominate me in the bedroom.

Since he showed me his power at the Autumn Formal, I had to lie low and make plans to kidnap the boy- make him see that we’d belong together. And I would say that trying to round up some fellow rogues- supernaturals and hunters alike- as well as a few criminals to help me in my cause was coming along. But while I was able to blackmail only a dozen to help, almost all of them bolted away as soon as I told them Malachi’s name. And they even had some sharp words for me.

“Dude, you must be out of your goddamned mind! Malachi’s a prince and a future deity!”

“Me? Join you? In kidnapping Malachi DuBauer?! Sorry, I’d rather drop dead!”

“Man, you must be smoking some bad weed! Kidnapping the werewolf Omega prince is like trying to survive a room full of angry bees. You’re playing with fire, man. Don’t do it!”

Some of them even went as far as killing themselves right in front of me to show that my plans were suicidal and they rather end their own lives than face the wrath of the Moon Goddess.

But I still had some supporters. Granted, they weren’t too keen on the idea, but I had some dirt on them to keep them in line.

My plan was simple: kidnap Malachi, make him see that he and I belong together, get married by a rogue hunter (who was an ordained minister), then live out our lives in an uninhabited territory in Denmark where we’d raise our children.

“Soon, Malachi,” I said, my wolf Artem silent (he hasn’t forgiven me for what I was doing so far) as I paced in the living room. “Soon, I will have you in my arms. You’ll be moaning under me as we make sweet love. Nothing will stand in my way. Nothing...and no one.”

And that was a promise that I intended to keep.

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Third-Person POV

Ryker Howell was so lost in his thoughts as he was gazing at the midday sun in the living room while drinking a bottle of Crown Royale whiskey that he failed to notice the mischievous eyes of a certain djinn that was witnessing everything that was said and thought by the rogue Alpha. “Tut-tut, dummy dearest,” Thebes said lowly. “Your brother and Cunningham were right to defect. You have gone too far in your blind ambitions. You will succeed in kidnapping Malachi. But your plans will be for naught as those whom you have blackmailed have already planned to defect on the day of your vain wedding. And soon...you will join the Zallendas in eternal damnation.”

With a silent hiss, the leader of the blue djinn and messenger of the supernatural deities vanished in a cloud of blue smoke, ready to report his findings to the Moon Goddess.

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