Game of Thrones (Amica and Deckard) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67

What a relief it is to see her alive.

Mantha truly knows what she’s doing.

An hour later, Mary walks in with the medication she prescribed, only to find Amica awake. She freezes for a moment, clearly shocked, but quickly regains her composure.

“h’s good to see her awake, Mary says smoothly,

“But she still looks frail. Allow me to run this one drip on her to keep her hydrated” the mys

Before I can respond, Martha steps in her voice calm but firm. “Oh no, Mary, there’s no need for that. Don’t worry–I’ve already started it, and I‘ see it through. Let’s not complicate her treatment.” She smiles, but leaves liule room for argument

Mary doesn’t look happy. Her lips press into a thin line, but she rods,

Amica hasn’t said much since she woke up. She’s quiet, her energy clearly drained, and I don’t know how to act around her now. After hugging her earlier, I feel like I’ve let my guard down–just a little.

Bat she doesn’t need to see that. She doesn’t need to know how much her situation worried me.

Her betrayal is not something I’ve forgotten, but for now, I don’t care about that. All that matters is her well–being.

Mantha pleads with me this time, she repeats her earlier recommendations but with a desperate voice 1 haven’t heard before. It’s almost as if she’s afraid something worse might happen if I don’t listen.

Two days after the coma scare, Amica seems to be improving, She’s still delicate, though. Fragile, like a porcelain doll that might shatter at any

moment.

to me. She’s been

We haven’t had any real conversations–just me checking on her wellbeing while she avoids my eyes and barely speaks a word to m silent and I hate it,

I notice she’s been sleeping a lot, which I suspect is just an aftereffect of her sickness

If I didn’t know better, I’d say she’s angry with me. But what reason could she possibly have! She’s the one who betrayed the pack, not me. And yet, here I am taking care of her, putting her needs above everything else

I can’t make sense of her silence, but it’s starting to gnaw at me.

Tonight, she looks different–better. When she comes to the table for dinner, she’s wearing a short red dress, free and sexy. Her skin seems to glow more than usual, and her breasts, are they fuller, or is it just my imagination? Maybe I just miss her.

And tonight, for some reason, I’m feeling, romantic. That’s funny because “romantic” and “Deckard” have never belonged in the same sentence.

It’s a quiet dinner, just the two of us. That’s when I notice the table–decorated with candles, cherries, champagne, chocolate. The setup feels intimate and sitting across from me is my mate–a beautiful woman, glowing like a queen.

I know Bria had something to do with this.

“Chocolate!“I try to break the unbearable silence as I offer, holding the box toward her but She shakes her head.

“What about cherries?” I ask again, trying to draw her out, but she only shakes her head once more.

“Okay, this is getting ridiculous!” The words burst out of me before I could stop them. “I’ve been enduring your silence for so long. First, the silence when you fell into a coma, and now that you’re awake, you won’t even say a word to me?”

I didn’t realize how frustrated I was until the words started spilling out.

“What do you want from me? Ifer tone is soll, almost too soft, but it doesn’t make the question any less infuriating

“What do I wa

want from you?” I echo, “You know that’s a ridiculous question, right? The real question is, what do you, Amica, want from me? What do you want from my pack? Why did you comenit such treason?”

Her eyes widen, and then she spits out the words, “I did not commit treason! I don’t want anything from you!”

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“Oh, then tell me why you’re so eager to see your new pack perish” My voice rises, the frustration bubbling over “I may not be the perfect mate, but I’m sure as hell not the worst! And yet, you do something so despicable, sa vile, that it camishes my name and endangers us all!”

Her chair scrapes loudly against the floor as she stands abruptly, her face flushed with anger.

“I cannot take this anymore!” she snaps, her voice trembling but strong.

She takes a step back, shaking her head as the words pour out of her like a dam breaking, “I am tired of being accused of something I didn’t do! I am tired of my entire existence hinging on how you decide to treat me. It’s like you hold the keys to my survival, Deckard? You decide if I live or not. You decide if I freeze or not I can’t. I won’t take in anymore!”

Her voice cracks and Her breathing is heavy.

“And how do you think you make me feel, Amica!” I snap, my voice raw with frustration

“You came out of nowhere and took a hold over my life, Everything I do, I think about you. Everything. What condition are you int Are cold! Are you hurt? Are you doing something reckless at this very moment!

you hot or

And why aren’t you talking If you’re silent, why does your silence feel different this time! Are you mad at me?” 1 rake a hand through my hair, pacing as the truth spills out. “I never had to worry about you before I knew you existed. But ever since I laid eyes on you, you’re all I can think about. I can’t sleep when you’re not well I can’t function when you’re like thir

“I didn’t ask for this?” she yells, cutting through my tirade. Her chair scrapes against the floor as she storms out of the dining hall, slamming the door behind her.

I stand there. My chest heaves, and my eyes fall to the bowl of cherries on the uble. With a surge of anger, I swipe it off, sending it crashing to the

floor

I’ve said too much. Too many words, too much truth. But who does she think she is to speak to me like that? And why why does it bother me so damn much!

No. She doesn’t get to walk away from me like that

1 barge out of the dining room. I won’t let her walk away–not this time.

“Hey!” I call after her, “I’m talking to you! You have no right to walk away from me. All you’ve done since you got here is humiliate me!”

She spins around her eyes blazing.

“Then let me go!” she snaps, her voice trembling with emotion. “It’s not worth it anymore! This stupid sickness… it makes me weak. I feel like shit. Since I got here, it’s been one problem after another!”

I close the distance between us, “Well, you had your chance!” I growl, stepping closer. “I gave you the chance to leave, but you refused. And now it’s 100 late, Amica. You’ve altered the course of my life, and there’s no undoing that.”

She retreats as i advance, her back pressing against the wall. I tower over her, my voice low and firm. “You’re Luma now, and I am your Alpha. I am your protector, and you will be loyal to me and me alone! No one else. Not your stupid ex-

My words trail off as the air between us shifts. We’re inches apart now, breathing the same air. My eyes lock onto hers–big, defiant, and filled with

rmotion.

She doesn’t look away, and neither do L. Her chest rises and fall with every breath, I don’t move, and neither does she. We’re frozen in this moment, caught between fury and something far more dangerous,

A strong, pull draws my lips to hers. I lean in, but she hesitates, her hands pushing me away.

I step back instantly, breathing heavily, the animal in me barely restrained. Her eyes glisten with tears, and quill crashes over me. I feel like an idiot for letting my passion control me

T’m sorry. Amica. I’m..” My words are cut off as she suddenly steps forward, her hands grabbing my shirt, and before I can process it, her lips crash into mine.

I freeze for a second, stunned by her boldness. I respond, meeting her fervor with my own, and the kiss deepens, growing more aggressive

Her back presses against the wall as I push closer, and she doesn’t resist. Instead, her soft moins fill my ears, kindling something primal within me. I trail kisses along her jaw, down to her neck and further to her full heavy breasts, which seem even more alluring than I remembered.

My lips capture her nipple, savoring the taste, moring slowly, teasingly. Amica’s fingers tangle in my hair, guiding me, pulling me closer as explore

her.

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