Chapter 478. Mistress?

Nicholas’s POV

Mistress?

The word burns in my mind long after it’s spoken, ugly and inaccurate and irritating in ways I don’t want to examine too closely. Morgana was not my mistress. She never had been. She never would be. She fulfilled my desires when it suited me, when it was convenient, when it required no attachment and no vulnerability. That was all. Anything beyond that was something she created in her own head, a fantasy she clung to because it benefited her pride.

Yet Jamila doesn’t see it that way.

She’s standing across from me now, her spine straight, her chin lifted in that infuriatingly defiant way she’s perfected. I can smell her anger in the air—sharp, heated, unmistakable. It coils around me, prickling my senses, making my lycan restless beneath my skin. She’s furious, and the worst part is tha