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.

to taking a life." His piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved by her

increase in pressure, and

had ordered him to bring Amber back alive, the

death was kinder than the torment of

"Damien...

as

"Please...

out of

That name again.

jaw tightened, frustration clawing at him like

to repeat myself?

out, tears pooling

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

home..." Her words pierced his defenses like a dagger, prying open the

ache

pain caused him to loosen

instead of fighting or

impossible without Remy's help, she considered

risky move, but

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

fully released

temples throbbed, but he masked

orders were to bring you back

what about last time?" Amber

Remy frowned.

younger sister Lauren was kidnapped, Jameson ordered

secret and pretended to fall for

yet, you didn't

at Amber,

Silence stretched between them.

breath, Amber's voice trembled

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

to prove Sir's real identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched tightly,

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