Andrew POV

I was walking toward the fucker’s cell.

I really didn’t want to do this. I wanted to keep him here. I wanted to torture him. I wanted to kill him with my own two hands.

He tried to take my mate and my child from me. I watched him grab her. I watched as he placed his claws on her. I listened to his threats. I watched as he attacked my sister. I was helpless while he was squeezing her neck.

How the fuck was I supposed to forgive him for that? I couldn’t.

I stopped in the middle of the hallway and took a deep breath.

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