"You have no right to make such demands on me," Reagan spat.
"Yes, I do!" Amelia retorted without fear. She had had enough of his bullshit. It was not her fault that the jerk forcibly claimed her.
Reagan sneered. "Do you also do that with your other mate in the dungeon? What do you tell yourself every time you long to have him inside you?" He said with disdain.
Amelia was taken aback. He was right; she longed for that bastard. His mark on her was doing things to her body that she could not help. Amelia bit hard on her lower lip, drawing blood as her eyes began to moisten with tears.
"I want you more than I would ever want him or anyone else, Reagan. Don't you see that? Why won't you give us a chance to fix our bond instead of going as far as to mate with another female? None of this is
