(Deacon POV)
That was awful; I hated being here…
That man tried to kill me, but what was worse, the part that really took the biscuit was how this was affected Virginia. I could handle my hatred, my anger but for her, this wasn’t just those two insignificant emotions; this was the death of her father. This was the end of their relationship.
My mate had just lost her father; nobody deserves to lose their parent so young.
Part of me wanted to run up there and kill him myself, but the stronger part, the loving part wanted to end this and punish Jackson in another way; give Virginia the out she needed… but I just couldn’t do it. For my pack, he needed to die.
For me to give him a chance could endanger the entire pack; that would be selfish. I had to let this happen- it wasn’t my place to
