Anaiah's POV

"No, I'm saner than I've ever been... The truth is that my witches' loyalty might waiver since I don't have magic in me but a strong dark pup will overrule all that," Amacus is solemn and he actually believes I might accept his offer. There must be something wrong with him.

"I have a mate and I'm his queen. I'll never in this life or the next, accept you," I ground assured and his expression darkens but he composes himself pretty well.

"Well, I'll only give you a day to think about it,"

"And if I deny this bizarre dream of yours?" I challenge.

"You are still doing...