His.

She finally belonged to him.

Riley Anne Alvarez.

It was too bad she had fought so hard. Even after he shoved more angel dust down his angel's throat in the church parking lot. He'd had to slap her a little until she was able to focus and answer the priest's questions at the correct time. The old man had looked concerned, until Shank'd shoved a gun in his face. Then he'd been happy enough to finish the ceremony, take the wad of bills from the groom and usher ...