His breathing turned uneven after that.
“She survived cages. Torture. Him.” His jaw clenched violently. “And what the f**k did I do? I handed her back to him because I couldn’t control myself.”
Silence crashed heavily through the truck after that.
Ugly silence.
The kind that settled after men realized exactly how badly they f****d up.
Elias leaned back against the seat finally closing his eyes for a second.
“I almost killed the wrong man too,” he whispered more quietly now. “An innocent man with pups and a mate because I saw Lena shaking and lost my f*****g mind.”
“He’s not innocent,” I answered immediately.
That got a reaction.
Elias’ eyes snapped back toward me instantly.
“He still knew,” he snarled quietly. “He knew exactly what Noah was.”
Fair.
Too f*****g fair.
But Graham
