Game of Thrones (Amica and Deckard) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Mary.

What is this rumor Tr

I’m hearing about Darth wanting to make Amica his Luna?

What Why her!

There is nothing special about her, and I need to make him see that

Deckard is dead now. I lost him–but I didn’t just love him today. I had already lost him long before to Amica And now, even though I should feel grieť, a part of me is glad. Because now, she knows exactly how it feels to lose the man she loves. Now, she is alone, drowning in the same pain she once made me endure.

She is nothing. She has no place in this castle. She was never legally married to Deckard–what they had was merely a bonding ceremony. Now that he’s gone, she has no rightful claim to anything here. She shouldn’t even still be here.

If anyone deserves to stand as the Lady of this castle, it is me. Everyone knows it. It is I who should inherit Deckard’s legacy–not her.

Darth’s men are restricting everyone’s movement, but I don’t mind I prefer it this way

Tis finally time. I need to see Danh.

I’ve built a good relationship with the rogues, making sure they see me as an ally. Because of that, I enjoy a few privileges, like moving around more freely than the others. Sull, I haven’t seen Dane since the day he left. I can’t help but wonder what he’s up to.

I plead with one of the rogues to take me to Darth immediately–I have something important to tell him. After a moment of hesitation, he agrees…

As we cross into Darth’s side of the castle, my confidence falters for a brief second when I finally see him. His face is shadowed, his presence overwhelming, but it’s his lips that catch my attention–they’re burned. The sight unsettles me

“What do you want from me, woman?” His voice is sharp, edged with anger,

“I only came to see how well you’re enjoying our castle,” I say smoothly, stepping forward with calculated ease. “To know if you need anything And I want you to know, sir, that I am on your side. If there’s anything you desire–anything that seems impossible to get in this place–I can make it happen.”

I watch him closely, hoping he’ll let his guard down and confide in me,

His eyes darken.

“Can you get me her?” His voice is low and raspy.

“Her! Who is her!”

ring to? Is he testing m

For a moment, I’m confused. I pause, caught off guard. Her? My

My mind races. Who is he referring

Then I wonder if he’s trying to tell me something but speaking in riddles. I decide to play along

Sull, I don’t falter. I tilt my head slightly, letting my lips curve into the faintest of smirks, as if I understand perfectly.

“Of course, I can get you her.” I say smoothly. “Like I told you, there’s nothing you need in this castle that she can’t get for you. That’s why she’s here in the first place.”

His expression darkens instantly.

“What the hell are you talking about, woman!” he snaps.

I blink, taken aback.

—

*re not even friends with her. I’ve seen how you talk to her, so don’t stand here feeding me this nonsense!” he snaps

It he talking about Amica?

This can’t be happening. Not her. Not again. I need to fix this ridiculous situation before it spirals further out of control.

“But why are you even chasing after that womant” I demand, stepping closer. “Do you realize what you’re doing! You’ll be a husband–her mate. Ii

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makes no sense. Why would you want a woman who holds no real virtue in a place like this?”

I watch him carefully, noting the silence that follows. He doesn’t respond immediately, which i take as a sign that he’s actually listening Encouraged. I press on, my words gaining intensity.

“The only reason I couldn’t complete my bond with Alpha Deckard was because of that damned prophecy?” I say bitterly. “But he was the only man I ever truly knew. He chose me first. He saw something in me–something strong enough to take precedence over fate itself. We were ready to be together, regardless of what destiny had planned. He missed his chance, and in the end, he paid the price.”

I take a slow breath, letting my next words sink in.

“But you. You are stronger. More powerful. And you deserve someone fierce, someone unbreakable—someone without the stain of multiple

“Tadmire you. Danth,” I say softly, my voice steady despite the fear inside me. “A lot of people don’t understand you, but I do. I see the strength beneath your scars, the fire behind your rage, and it only heightens my attraction to you”

I take a step closer, my breath shallow as I search his face for any sign of weakness, any crack in the fortress he’s built around himself.

Deep down feartakes over me. Bat I push it aside, gathering the courage to let him see me—truly see me.

Darth is a dangerously beautsexy iful man. Even with the raw, untamed energy of a savage rogue, there’s an undeniable allure in his primal dominance. He radiates the power of a man who could not only protect his woman but conquer entire territories for her.

His brown hair is tied back in a ponytail, exposing the jagged scars on his face. Scars that would make lesser men look broken, but on him? They only add to the raw magnetism that makes my pulse race. And then there are his eyes–deep green, intense, consuming. They alone could strip the clothes off my body without him ever laying a finger on me.

“I see he exhales, his voice rough, unreadable.

Asmirk tugs at h

at his lips as he tilts his head, studying me like I’m a puzzle he ne

I’m a puzzle he never thought to solve.

“Mary. Mary, Mary.” He chuckles, low and knowing. “I had no idea this is what you had in mind.”

“I have more ideas up my sleeve if you’d indulge me. I purr, my voice dripping with seduction.

1 step closer, slow, until I’m standing night in front of him. He’s seated on the golden chair like a king, exuding raw dominance. Deep down, my hands tremble, but I push past the nerves, determined letting my fingers trail upward, tracing a slow path toward his groin.