(Amber's POV) When I finished a day's work, exhausted, I returned to my room. I tried to avoid Ryan because whenever I saw him, I couldn't control the blush that spread across my face. Ever since I bit him, my room had been moved next to his. Ryan reasoned that I was too dangerous, and he was worried I would harm the pack. If I engaged in any dangerous behavior again, he could kill me promptly. I accepted his explanation without any complaints. This room was much better than the previous one. However, since Ryan left last night, I distinctly sensed a presence in my room. It was evident that this person wanted to kill me, but the encounter with Ryan had left me drained, and I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. I don't know how much time passed, but I fell into sleep as the feeling of being watched eventually subsided . I just hoped that I wouldn't meet him today. Every time he appeared, it made me nervous. His gaze was just too... intense. But as I tried to open my door, the d
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