Chapter 34
Amber Whyte.
“Elion, honey, open the door, it's me, Delilah.”
Her hands jammed against the door again. Repeatedly. Furiously. Like a confrontation.
Like she knew what we were doing in there.
Like she was about to behead me for f*****g her mate.
Every loud bang sent my body jerking. Sent my heart thumping, almost ripping out of my chest.
My end was near.
I swear, I could see death in the right corner of the room.
Its pitch black glowing eyes narrowed at me. A dark smirk tugged at its lips. Its sharp scythe aimed in my direction, ready to harvest my soul from my body.
I was f****d. As good as dead.
If she caught me naked on Elion's bed, it was game over.
At once, her warnings flooded my head.
It rang like a cathedral bell. Like a f*****g reminder that I had
