Diaz's POV

"What exactly do you want to hear from me?" I asked lazily.

"Everything," Amelia answered strongly.

I rolled my eyes and then looked at Ian coldly.

"There is no need to mind-link each other, so I'll be frank, Amelia," I said seriously.

"Please," she whispered.

"Your mate is a thorn in my side," I said.

Twin Delta warriors were about to move when Ian raised his hand, and they stopped in their tracks.

"I'm glad because you will soon bleed from my fists," ...