Chapter 35

DANTE

My arms were wrapped around my mate all night. It took forever for me to succumb to sleep because my body and mind were still on edge over what happened to her.

Images of what she looked like when I found her were all I saw when I closed my eyes.

Bloodied face, broken nose, and torn dress…

My mate went through so much in her life. It was entirely unfair. I felt like a failure for this happening under my nose. Yet, she did not blame me at all. That was one saving grace at least and gave me hope that we would be able to find our way past this in time.

I was not looking forward to taking her to the cells where the fucker would be. He dared to lay his hands on my mate, hurt her, broke her bones, touched her body in a way that was meant only for me, and had every intention of taking it further.

Last night, I reached out to Elle and let her know that Ziyah had requested that to be with me when he was interrogated. I was not certain if my mate would want her there, but it did seem