GRAYSON

My jaw clenched as I watched Belle rush around the diner, working her butt off.

It was physically painful to stay in my seat while my mate, the absolute love of my life, was pushing her body past its breaking point right in front of me.

And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.

I had been sitting there for hours. The only reason I hadn’t already pounced on her and dragged her ass back home was that I understood where she was coming from.

I had been there; I had witnessed everything that Azazel had done to her. And she thought it was me. She...