I was pacing back and forth in my room, biting my nails, as anxiety was taking over my whole system.
I agreed to the marriage. I agreed to be his wife even though I am not his mate. I sighed in frustration and messed my hair. I groaned and stomped my feet like a child throwing a tantrum before throwing myself on the bed.
I buried my face on the soft blanket as screamed in frustration. I should have lost my mind for a moment because Ambrose was not the Ambrose I have known for days. He sounded so dangerous and ruthless. Gone is the Ambrose who was sweet and caring. All I saw a while ago was a dominant alpha.
I sat up abruptly and rubbed my face with my palms. “That’s okay, Caitlynn,” I mumbled to myself. “That’s okay. He’ll kill you if you don’t agree.” I nodded, affirming what I am t
