Amber’s POV:
I narrow my eyes at Jackson, letting them flick back and forth between him and Kai. The words still ringing in my ears, “Mate and Mark.” Jackson’s eyes are wide and his breaths are quick, pure panic and fear fill every inch with his beautifully chiseled face.
“What?” he says, looking at me intently.
I find this pretty amusing, because does he really think I am that dumb? Or that I possibly didn’t hear him after I just questioned what was said. Placing my hands on my hips, I tilt my head and let my eyes burn into his.
“What were you talking about?” I question him.
His eyes continue pacing back and forth between Kai and I before he finally presses his tongue into his cheek and says, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I’m pregnant, pissed off, and about to become
