Chapter 89. Forcing His Hand

Amber’s POV

After a while, where we get food and drinks—cheese, fresh bread and warm honey glazed meat and fruity lemonade, Jordan comes back without his brother. His eyes are apologetic, and I know this isn’t something we are going to solve easily. I mind-linked Gail about the changes in the divorce papers I needed, and she asked for a bit more time, which I was happy to give her.

“I’m sorry, my Queen. He is refusing to answer your request. He says he will not come running, just because some violent and silly female says he has to.” Blaze and Chase growls at this, and Jordan cowers. I roll my eyes at them, making Tristan, Ezra and Haldon chuckle.

“Well, if he won’t come to us, we’ll have to come to him. Please tell him, if he is not here within the next ten minutes, then I personally drag his sorry ass out here, and when I am done with him, I’ll walk away and he has to answer to my mates, who are less than impressed with him as it is.” Jordan nods, eyes loo