Chapter 40

Ryker POV

It's midday and I'm sitting at my desk, frowning as I look over at my warriors' pathetic training. My hand unconsciously touches the scars I have on my face, dark gashes from being attacked by a rogue when I was just a little boy, who didn't have his wolf. A knock on the door had me swivel my head around. I'm anything but pleased by the interruption.

"Come in," I said gruffly, thinkin