Ryder pov

The honesty stings, but I accept it. "My turn? I'm terrified you're going to realize you're too good for me. Too powerful, too important, too divine to be tied to a broken alpha with a violent past. And watching you walk into danger makes me want to lock you away, which I know is wrong, but the instinct doesn't care about right or wrong."

"We're a mess." She laughs wetly.

"Yeah." I kiss her forehead. "But we're our mess, and we're going to figure it out together."

"What about ...