Chapter 105

June's POV

His fingers found my hip, his touch light and his presence steady at my back.

“Found yourself another abusive asshole to put you in place, June?” Stewart drawled.

Zed stepped around me, and I knew his body language. He was about to kick Stewart’s ass—and Stewart deserved it. But Zed could end up in jail if he did—and Stewart would be able to sue him, which could lead to all sorts of expensive shit neither of us wanted to pay.

And honestly, I didn’t know if I could ever look at Zed the same way if I’d seen him attack someone. There were a lot of shitty memories that could trigger, and neither of us wanted that to happen.

So I flung myself between the men, my hands finding Zed’s biceps. There was cold fury in the werewolf’s eyes, anger I’d never seen from the calm, rational man before.

My chest tightened in response, even as I said, “Don’t. He’s not worth it. We’re leaving.” Zed’s jaw clenched, but after a tense, silent moment, he jerked