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chapter 56

Have I met Amber? Have I met Amber?

“I don’t know. Does she have a scar from me cutting her face up with a broken bottle?” I snap. Then, I remember Nathan’s scar, which is still pink and fresh and bumpy as it heals. I know he’s self-conscious about it. I really hope my remark stings him to the core, but I hate that I feel that way.

“Your Majesty,” Amber says, keeping her eyes downcast as she hurries to collect a blouse from within the bedding.

I ignore her. She isn’t even in the room, as far as I’m concerned. I choose to keep being furious with Nathan. “I have been working my ass off trying to run not just the Toronto pack, but Greater London, with no help or advice from you. Because I thought you were still recovering.”

“I am still recovering,” he protests, gesturing to the bed he’s lounging in.

The nerve of him. “No, you’re fucking your mistress!”

“We weren’t,” Amber quietly interrupts.

“What?” I demand. How dare she speak to me, when I haven’t addressed her. How dare she assume I w
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