Amber's voice broke through the silence, smooth and teasing. "You know, I understand you, Dante. I've met Sienna a few times. She's only twenty-five, already earned her doctorate from one of the top universities in the Pack in Europe. She's smart, capable, beautiful and that wild, untameable spirit of hers… that's something most women just don't have."
Her tone was laced with admiration, though it stung like poison in my ears.
"She's radiant," Amber continued, glancing up at her brother. "She has everything it takes to attract you. But her background isn't exactly… prestigious. Have you thought this through?"
Dante didn't even flinch. His voice came out low, calm, final. "I know what kind of woman I want."
Amber frowned. "But—"
He turned his head slightly, and even in the dim light I
