Amelia’s POVDuring dinner, Damian sat across from me, eating slowly and asking how my afternoon had been. I tried to come across casual, but inside I was a bundle of nerves. He reached over and touched my hand.“I hope you haven’t forgotten about tonight, Amelia. I have been thinking about it all day,” he said.“Of course not, my love. I am well rested today,” I told him.Damian smirked, “Good. I am going to make sure it is a night you won’t forget.” If it had been the real Damian, I would be quivering with desire. All I felt was disgust and dread for this imposter. I managed to force a seductive smile.“Hurry and finish your soup so you can do your rounds. I want you back early. Don’t make me wait,” I said, letting my voice turn soft and inviting.Damian smirked. “I will be back early.”I watched him finish his soup. When he was done, he stood up, kissed my forehead, and left for his rounds.Once he was gone, I let my fake smile fade. ‘Disgusting,’ my wolf growled. ‘Get his scent o
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