Chapter 201

Ryker’s POV

I was sprawled across Cyprian’s bed, one hand tucked behind my head, lazily tossing a small rubber ball into the air and catching it again. The soft thud of it hitting my palm, and the hum of the air conditioner, were the only sounds in the room.

Cyprian sat at his desk, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed, eyes unfocused like he was staring straight through the wall.

We’