*Hale*

I tried to be subtle as I studied her. The bruise on her temple looked much worse than it had this morning. There were clear bruises in the shape of fingers around her throat and I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.

I would strangle the life out of whoever did this to her. I would turn this city over until I found the scum that assaulted my mate.

The word still felt almost like a curse.

I had known, somewhere deep down, that she was my mate from the ...