Chapter 15

Ryker POV

The shittiest thing about having to deal with this insufferable disease was that I had no recollection of what I’d done whenever Khrysaor took over. I was completely left in the dark thus there were these blank moments in my memories, gaps here and there that I wasn’t able to fill. I could ask Khrysaor about it but sometimes even he couldn’t remember. It was as if we both had a brain tumor or something. It was maddening. I supposed that was one of the many reasons why it had earned its name. Mad Wolf. 

Back when the disease hadn’t been this advanced, I was able to control it. Just like two years ago when I’d realized that Khrysaor had been drinking Adelina’s blood. I’d managed to stop despite the urges and save Adelina’s life. She’d had bruises all over but at least, she hadn’t died. Violence and blood. Those were the two things that it was after.