AMELIA
I tried to calm myself as I watched Jake, feeling the excitement bubbling up inside me. My eyes flicked from his tense face to the empty glass he had just drained.
The potion was already working, I could feel it. Victory was so close I could almost taste it. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay in character. I had to play my role perfectly. After all, everything was falling into place.
With a small cough, I put on my best shy voice. “Jake,” I started, pretending to hesitate. “Do you really want Elvie to be your mate?”
The reaction was immediate, like a storm crashing in from nowhere. Jake’s blue eyes flared with sudden anger, glowing intensely, like his wolf was on the edge of taking over. His voice boomed as he snapped, “No!”
The force of his shout startled me, but
