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EzraI step into the shower feeling so fucking useless. It’s been months since Margot has had a nightmare. It used to be almost every night that I’d hear her pleading in her sleep, and I’d rush to her bedroom, only to have her wake terrified, pushing me away, terrified of me and my touch.I hate seeing that haunted look in her eyes. She works so hard to be strong, to maintain the persona of a woman who hasn’t suffered what she has. During the day, it works. But at night, when her conscious mind goes to sleep, her subconscious comes forward and forces her to deal with everything she’s trying to push away.I knew taking her back to her previous pack would be difficult. However, it’s one thing to know it will be difficult and quite another to wake up with your mate wrapped in your arms, pleading for her first mate not to lock her into the room that is the focus of half her nightmares. I’m not sure which is worse, the nightmare about the room or the nightmare of him forcing himself on her

EzraIt’s all I can do to not lose my fucking shit and tear this fucking packhouse down to the ground. I want to burn it all. I want to see this awful place destroyed.Through our bond, I could see everything that Margot suffered. I needed to be inside the space he kept her, needed to feel just how tight those confines were so I could better understand her fear of enclosed spaces.And now I do and all I want is to have Joshua alive again so I can kill him slowly and painfully for what he did to my mate.I don’t want to leave her alone, especially not in that room of horrors, so I toss the mattress over the banister and let it drop three stories while I go back into the bedroom and grab the box spring. I do the same with it, grabbing the bedding on the way and tossing all of it over the banister before coming back to pull Margot in my arms.She hasn’t moved a muscle, as if she’s unable make her body leave this place where she suffered so much.“Is there anything else we need to see on

EzraIt’s not that I don’t want to make love to my mate. I would love nothing more than to continue to hear her making those sweet sounds of pleasure, to feel her body contracting around mine.But what terrifies me is that in her nightmares, Joshua’s face will be replaced with mine.I was ready to say no, ready to say that it was enough, but then she said ‘please’. Margot rarely asks for anything and she never, ever begs.“Promise me something, Margot,” I say, needing at least a little thread of hope that this won’t ruin everything I’ve been working so hard to create between us.“What is that, Ezra?”“Promise that if it becomes too much, if it’s too painful, too overwhelming, too anything, you’ll tell me and we’ll stop. I need you to promise me, Margot, because I refuse to become the person of your nightmares. I refuse …” I cut off, unable to even consider seeing myself in her mind as she’s screaming for me to stop.She takes my face in her hands, holding my gaze.“You just gave me mo

EzraI was extremely relieved when we woke up and Margot didn’t pull away from me. I was surprised, but happy to realize that I’d given her what she asked for and needed, a memory of something positive in this place.After breakfast, we packed up and headed back to our pack. We still have a lot to prepare for before the walk through of the pack next weekend. I know Margot said she’d talk to her mother, but after spending the evening with her and seeing the impact being in her pack had on Margot, I know I need to check in with Luna June as well.When we get home, the pack flocks to Margot, just like they always do. How the woman doesn’t see that she’s a key person in this pack is beyond me. They love her, miss her when she’s gone, and crave her affection and praise, which she gives freely.I leave her to talk with the pack members, calling my lead warrior to my office. When he arrives, I tell him to close the door.“I need you to take three warriors and quietly go to Joshua’s old pack.