Chapter 42

Beth's POV "Over my dead body," Aaron snarls, leaning forward a little and bending his knees in a defensive position, his hands shaking at his sides. I watch in horror as everyone surrounding me, some in human form, others in wolf, copying Aaron's actions, and shifting so that they encircle Aaron and I a little. It's like they're preparing to fight... And that's so not happening. "Whatever you say," Joe snarls back, crouching himself. "We can handle it. It's about time that skank died, before she can cause any more harm," he says, spitting the word 'skank' and making me pause as memories hit me like a brick wall. Skank... that was his preferred name for me. Rarely Beth, and never anything even remotely polite... Sure, he called me a whole slew of things, but skank was his favorite. All of those days, all of those things he did to me, as he called me a skank, yelling and screaming and cursing me to the pits of hell... All of those years of what I s