Angelica POV
Once Octavius breathes his last breath, we move to the hallway. I wrap my arms around Jagger's middle. He buries his nose in my hair. We stay like that for a long time as he breathes in my scent to calm his pounding heart. I can't imagine growing up with the abuse my poor mate endured. Knowing that he exacted the retribution himself is giving him the peace he deserves. He finally releases me and I press a soft kiss on his lips. I turn to start back toward Pearl's cell and Jagger grabs my hand. I can feel his apprehension through our bond.
"Angel, are you sure you're alright with dealing with her? You're so good and kind. I would never want you to live with guilt for taking her life," he asks. I step forward and press another kiss on his lips. "I promise you that what I'm ab
