Her breath hitched. "He’d make me feel worthless and I let him. I let him make me believe that I was nothing. I let him break me down until I was a shell of a woman."
My wolf howled inside me. "That bastard."
"Three years. He made me feel ugly for three years," she whispered.
"I am going to kill him."
She looked at me, her eyes widening. "You don't have to..."
"Yes, I do. No one gets to speak to my wife that way and walk away unharmed. And I meant what I said, he will die for what he did to you. He will pay for the pain and suffering he caused you."
"You defended me," she said, her eyes shimmering.
"And I would do it again. Over and over again."
I was still in front of her. I raised a hand, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. My thumb lingered on her cheek.
"Why? Becaus
