Rain's POVBefore he could blink, I’d grabbed him by the color and slammed him up the opposite wall, liking how his ribs cracked under the pressure.“Don’t,” I growled low, baring my canines at his neck, reminding him how easily I could end his life. “Push. It!”“It’s the goddess damned truth, Rain,” Elijah hissed, struggling to breathe in my grasp. “You keep her in the same room, the same house, even the same goddess-forsaken pack where she was beaten and abused daily. Surrounded by the people who want her dead! You let your true mate verbally abuse her, and do nothing to make her feel safe or protected.”His words hit me like a bucket of ice water.I hadn’t even considered that. That, while I had many good and fun memories of this house – my old home – she might not feel the same. I walked these halls and I remembered laughter and joy, love and kindness… I remembered my father helping me through my first shift and running through
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