Chapter Seventeen

AARON'S POV

I carried her back to the pack house, still bristling from that fight with the rogue.

The bastard had crossed boundaries and he'd fucking entered my pack and he'd attacked.........her.

She felt so small in my arms, too fragile, like she'd break if I hold her too tight.

I could still hear her sniffling.

The fucking bastard had made her cry.

'I want to fucking rip him open over again and make him bleed out from every fucking orifice in his body.'

Aragon growled in my head.

'I know, man, I want the same thing, and that bastard is lucky as fuck he died the way he did.'

Her small hands clung to me, holding on strong like her life depended on it.

I wanted to say something, calm her down and tell her that everything is okay, but the words weren't coming out.

Because that's not the guy I am, I d