Hayes' POV
I scoffed. I should have let the rogue live. No f*****g way. I showed no mercy to my enemies. My brother was gracious enough to give them a chance to leave the territory, but they decided to get cocky and lust after my woman.
If I had let him live, that rogue would have started running his mouth about my mate. Ruby had once used her shielding abilities to protect everyone there. I couldn't risk that. She could hate me or call me a murderer, but at least she'd be safe.
"She didn't mean that," Zylon said, handing me a glass of bourbon- the only thing we shared in common, aside from Ruby. I gulped it down.
"I don't care," I replied. I cared very much about what my mate thought of me, but I wouldn't admit that to my brother and friends. I wasn't wired that way. The d
