(Amber's POV)It was the last day of August, and I was completely exhausted. I'd woken up at 4 a.m. for a photoshoot in the northern hills, capturing the sunrise over the valley for a special werewolf resort promotion. By the time I dragged myself back to my riverside apartment at 4 p.m., I could barely keep my eyes open. I collapsed onto my bed without even changing my clothes, my camera equipment abandoned by the door.This had been the most grueling day I'd experienced in months. Not just physically, but emotionally too. Ryan Quinn had deliberately avoided me throughout the entire shoot, despite being the resort's promotional coordinator. Even worse, he'd barely touched the moonlight venison stew I'd prepared specially. I'd spent hours on that recipe, simmering the meat with herbs that enhanced a werewolf's senses.I woke hours later to the sound of Dominic entering the apartment. The digital clock on my nightstand glowed 9:30 p.m."You're back," I mumbled, still half-asleep
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