Chapter 68

Camilo's Point of View

I couldn't keep the frown from my face as her words slashed at me. Had she no idea what I had endured the last few hours? To know my mate had been hurt all because I had concealed enemies. It was a wound that would fester over time.

Her poison dripped on it day after day.

But I didn't fight back. I only squared my shoulders and picked up her file hanging on the end of her bed. Shuffling through it casually, I could feel both their eyes clawing at my face. Farren shot venom my way. Nerezza kept quiet, to my delight. Neither liked that I was reading the documents but trying to stop me would only come with backlash.

I had a right to know what my mate had endured. It would determine the punishment I gave her aggressors later on. When I caught them. Felt their blood trickle down my hands. Arms. Savored the look of fear on their faces.

Swallowing hard, I shut the document and looked at my mate again. "You have amnesia?" I asked and set the file back where it belonged.