Justin’s POV
While she slept, I held my mate tightly. My wolf, Arty, was finally content with her being so close.
Amber opened up to me and shared the nightmare she had lived once her family left the pack.
I was still devastated by how I hurt her. I was not myself and hated the lack of control.
It was a struggle to fall asleep while holding her, and as soon as I finally fell asleep, the spirit intruded my mind once more.
“You must get the dragon to submit,” the spirit boomed.
“I can’t hurt my mate,” I whispered.
“If the dragon takes control of Amber, you may lose Amber forever. You marked and mated her, but you must get the dragon to submit, and the only way to do that is dominance,” he explained in my mind.
I felt pure rage taking over me. “Look at her tattoo; darkness still co
