Amara wrote the lines begrudgingly and as she did she did have time to think. Damien could have been hurt by her speaking to another man? But she hadn't meant to be flirting if that's what he thought she was doing, she'd merely been trying to have an innocent conversation. But from his point of view, maybe he had seen differently and she could see that now, that his perspective had been different to hers.
Her wrist cramped but she kept the steady flow of writing and continued, determined to have it done before Damien came back. As punishments went, this wasn't the worst he could have done to be fair. Her shoulders slumped. She'd made him angry without even trying. Amara felt extremely guilty. After all, weren't mates highly possessive of each other? It was supposed to be. So it was highl
