Erica’s POV

I am still leaning up against the wall thinking about the soft k**s that Bryce just placed on my lips when the overpowering scent of roses fills my senses. It is not a scent that I have smelled in this house before. I can guess who the scent is coming from. Amber.

I turn and look towards the door of the living room and see Amber standing in the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest. She is wearing a deep blue dress that is several inches too short and cut way too low. If she would bend over, her breasts would fall out of the top and her a*s out of the bottom. Her dark red hair is pulled back in a tight ponytail.

She strolls into the room with a disinterested look on her face and sits down on the couch closest to the door. She pats the seat beside her, gesturing for me to come sit beside her.

“Come, sit,” she says with a sickeningly sweet tone in her voice. “I think that we are going to need to have a talk.”

Pushing myself off of the wall, I walk to the chair that sits across from the couch, and cross my legs daintily. “What do we need to talk about?” I c**k my head to the side and pretend to be ignorant.

“Don’t play coy with me,” she snaps at me. Her whole demeanor has changed from when she first sweetly walked in the living room. “You know exactly what we need to talk about.”

“I suppose you think that I came back to steal your chosen mate from you.” I look at the edges of my fingernails and pick at the dead skin around them. I would rather look at anything than look at Amber right now.

“That is exactly what I think you are here for.” She leans forward and snaps her fingers in front of my face trying to gain my attention.

My eyes fly up to meet hers and I plaster a smile across my face. “I have already rejected him,” I say shortly. “I think you are having a conversation with the wrong person.”

“Oh, I will have a conversation with MY mate as well, but I want to clear the air with you.” Amber hisses at me.

“What else would you like for me to say?” I keep my eyes on Amber instead of looking away. “I have rejected him. There is nothing else that I can do.”

Once again Amber leans towards me, only this time she sniffs the air around me. “You have one of their scents all over you,” she sneers. “I just don’t know which one it is.”

“You can’t tell their scents apart?” I ask with a bit of humor in my voice.

Amber scoffs loudly. “I doubt even their mother can tell them apart by scent alone. Are you saying that you are able to do so?”

“I have been able to tell them apart since I was eight,” I laugh loudly. “I can tell them apart by their scent, by their voice, by the way they carry themselves, and by how they touch me. Do you know why I can tell them apart and you can’t?”

Amber crosses her arms over her chest and rolls her eyes. “I suppose you are going to tell me why you can and I can’t.”

“It is because I am their mate. They belong to me.” My voice is filled with malice.

“Two of them belong to you,” Amber quickly corrects me. “You rejected Bryce, remember.”

I let out a sigh. “I did,” I agree with her. “And if he decides to follow through with the rejection then you can have him.”

“Ha!” Amber jumps up and yells loudly. “So you are admitting that you are here to take my mate.”

I am not ready for this fight but here we are. “Yes, I am here for your chosen mate. I am here for all of my mates.”

A tiny growl erupts from Amber’s chest and I burst out in laughter. It is the most pathetic growl that I have ever heard.

“Was that supposed to be intimidating?” I laugh and it only serves to make Amber angrier.

“Stay away from my mate or else,” she attempts to snarl in my direction.

“Or else what?” I growl back at her.

At the sound of my growl, Amber takes a step back and glares at me. “I am warning you,” she says but her voice is shaking.

“What are you going to do?” I get to my feet and try to stand a little taller. “I am the daughter of a Beta and my father taught me how to fight.”

Amber mocks my words with her lips. “You are the daughter of a disgraced Beta, who isn’t worth anything. I am the only true daughter of a Beta in this house. You are nothing more than a rogue.” Amber then wrinkles up her nose in disgust like she smells something foul in the room. “You are even beginning to smell like a rogue.”

I can feel my face begin to heat with embarrassment. I know what rogues smell like. They smell like dirt and rotting flesh. The thought that I am starting to smell like a rogue is embarrassing. Amber takes a stride towards me and lifts my chin up with two fingers so I am looking her in the eyes.

“You are nothing more than a filthy rogue and you will never be Luna of this pack,” Amber spits at me.

I lose my temper and I slap Amber across the face, leaving a clean imprint of my hand on her cheek. Amber screeches out loudly in pain causing the brothers, Alpha, and Luna to run into the living room. Amber is huddled on the floor holding her cheek screaming loudly at the top of her lungs.

“What happened in here,” Alpha Devin demands to know.

“She slapped me,” Amber cries and turns her head to the side to show off my handprint on her cheek.

“Erica!” Bryce gasps out in anger. “How could you?”

I don’t bother to answer any of them. I just walk out of the living room with my head held high.

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