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.

piercing gaze bore into

slight increase in pressure, and she would suffocate

ordered him to bring Amber back alive, the

was kinder than the torment of living—he knew Justin all too

"Damien...

Amber's voice cracked as tears streamed down

"Please...

of

That name again.

jaw tightened, frustration clawing at him like

do I have to repeat myself? I am not

tears pooling in her

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

pierced his defenses like a dagger, prying open

ache spread

temples throbbed, and the piercing pain caused him to loosen his hold around Amber's neck,

fighting or fleeing, she

was impossible without Remy's help, she considered persuading this man, loyal

risky move, but one

she whispered between coughs, "whether or not you're Damien, I know you're not heartless." "Women are such

fully

but he masked the pain with a

only sparing you because my orders

"Then what about last time?" Amber

Remy frowned.

younger sister Lauren was kidnapped, Jameson ordered

secret

yet, you didn't

Amber, his gaze deepening with

Silence stretched between them.

a deep breath, Amber's voice trembled with

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

is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched tightly,

illicit drugs and

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