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asshole.”
    Lou gave a mirthless chuckle and turned back to the bags of food. “If you were lucky, they’d have turned you before the test results wrecked everything. You’d still be with Rick. You’d still have a reasonably comfortable existence.”
    “Shut up.” Sam’s gut writhed at the concept. That Lou would say such a thing, and after Rick not only kicked her out but then drugged her to try to get her back, made her hands into fists. She forced herself to unclench them.
    “It’s true. You’d have been better off with Rick.” Lou turned back. There was that thing, again, in her eyes. That broken, worthless sense of self-hatred.
    “Shut up !” Samantha had crossed the room and slapped Lou before she could think about it. “You can’t undo things. He threw me away, and you’d rather I was still with him?”
    “You’d be better off.” Lou rubbed her cheek.
    “Better off? Better off as a rich prick’s family incubator?”
    “Better off without me.” Lou’s eyes slipped away. “I can’t make your life better.”
    “You already made my life better, Louann. You changed everything. You woke me up. You’re who I always wanted, I just didn’t understand it.”
    Lou bit her lip and sighed. “I’m not good for you.”
    “Not your call to make, is it?”
    “Why not? How long do you think the thrill of being a monster is going to last? You signed on for a lifetime commitment to being a werewolf. What the hell were you thinking?”
    “Thrill?! I love you! That’s why it’s so hard to watch you do this every time, Lou.” Sam took one of Lou’s hands in her own, then pressed the other one, palm flat, over her heart. “I love you. I trust you. Trust me to know me. Trust that I know what I’m doing being with you. I’m not some thrill-seeking idiot. I want to be with you, whatever it takes, wherever it takes me.” She held Lou’s gaze, and hoped the thumping in her chest could make her accept things, even if it was just a little bit.
    There was a crack in Lou’s expression, and then her eyes shut tight. “Okay.”
    “So we lay low, like you said.” Samantha squeezed Lou’s hand. “Give it a few days, check the news, and we’ll know what to do.”
    “Yeah.” Lou breathed the word out, then closed her eyes. A leak became a tear and rolled down her cheek. “I still don’t understand why you let it scratch you. Maybe I never will.”
    “I let you scratch me. I didn’t want to be different than you.” Samantha felt another tear roll down her other cheek, and sat on the bed again. She buried her hands in her face. “I was scared you’d leave me.”
    “What?” Lou’s question was muffled.
    “It’s the reason behind the other reasons. I was scared. I was scared that our differences would make you not want to be with me. I was weak.” Sam couldn’t hold back the wet, choking sobs.
    Lou knelt in front of her, and took her wrists, pulling them away from her face gently. “You were never weak, Samantha. I knew you were strong from the first time I met you. Some people would have been destroyed by what Rick did. Some people would have given up on themselves or on life. You didn’t. You hurt but you didn’t stop.”
    “That’s not what strength is.”
    “That’s everything strength is,” Lou whispered, and leaned in to press a kiss to Samantha’s lips, warm and gentle, possessive and comforting all at once.
    Sam whimpered and tears began to flow like a river. Everything crashed into her brain—two days of her life gone with no memory, Lou bleeding and fighting Rick, Rick’s throat gone and gushing blood, and Lou’s wolf, whining outside the bars of the cage, uncomprehending why she wasn’t with her mate.
    Lou wrapped tight around Sam. “Shhh. I know. I know it’s a lot. I know I’m angry but it’ll—it’ll fade. I love you too and I just don’t want to see you become something you hate, Sam.”
    “I won’t. I won’t because we’re together. I won’t because you