Chapter 150: A direct order

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Amber’s POV

“August, are you home,” my husband calls into the silent house, “I’ve been calling but you didn’t answer. Are you there?”

As we peer into the darkness beyond, my mate and I look at each other in fear. But to our surprise, August emerges from the back door, covered in soil. And carrying a bouquet of roses, clearly freshly cut.

“Hey guys, ...