Levi
Pride was swelling up in my chest. My mate. My beautiful, strong, and kind mate was finally standing up to those who wronged her. I tried so hard not to watch the slideshow. I had a minuscule amount of ability to control myself right now, and I knew looking at photos of her injuries and hearing her screams that day would snap the band that was tethering my emotions.
Shayna was practically vibrating with anger and I squeezed her hand in reassurance. She turned her face to mine and her watery gaze hit me right in my chest. I cupped her cheek and stroked her soft skin with my thumb. I should have been a figure for her rage. I had hurt her before. I was not the perfect mate, she claimed that I was. I was an asshole to her before. I had never stood up for her before. I made her days tha
