Amber glared at Remy through her bloodshot eyes, thrusting her gleaming blade toward his chest.

In her early days of being Jameson's follower, the first lesson drilled into her was how to kill quickly and efficiently.

Refinement wasn't necessary—only results mattered.

Yet, despite mastering the techniques, she had never put them into practice.

Deep down, Amber feared the sight of blood and loathed the idea of taking a life.

And now, of all people, it was Remy forcing her to cross that line.

The blade's tip hovered mere inches from Remy's heart when hesitation gripped her.

Axel's voice echoed in her mind, raw with emotion.

"Amber, I keep feeling that Remy is my fifth brother, Damien.

We miss him...

We want him to come home!" Her pupils dilated.

The blade wavered, its deadly intent dissipating.

That single moment of doubt was all Remy needed.

With a calm, calculated motion, he seized her wrist and twisted it sharply.

Amber gasped in pain, her grip faltering as the blade clattered to the floor.

Cold sweat drenched her as she staggered, only for Remy to yank her backward.

Her body slammed into his chest, his muscular arm locking around her neck in a chokehold.

She struggled, clawing at his unyielding arm as her vision blurred and her breath hitched.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, and panic coursed through her veins.

"You're pathetic," Remy said, his voice cold and unyielding.

"One of Jameson's failed experiments.

life." His piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved

pressure, and she would

Amber back alive, the thought

kinder than the torment of living—he

"Damien...

voice cracked as tears streamed

"Please...

out of it!"

That name again.

tightened, frustration clawing at him

have to repeat myself? I

tears pooling

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

words pierced his defenses like a

inexplicable ache spread through his

loosen

instead of fighting or fleeing,

considered persuading this man, loyal to Justin, to switch

risky move, but

I know you're not heartless." "Women are such

fully released

temples throbbed, but he masked the pain with a

sparing you because my orders

more." "Then what about last time?" Amber

Remy frowned.

sister Lauren was kidnapped, Jameson ordered us to intervene,"

secret and pretended to fall for their

knew—and yet, you didn't

straight at Amber, his gaze deepening

Silence stretched between them.

breath, Amber's voice

"You're Sir's right-hand man.

Justin Beckett!" Remy's

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