Her words echoed in his mind. "I'm terrified of losing you." He knew it was serious; part of her still carried the tension from the upcoming battle. But to him, it felt like a slap in the face. The way she looked at him, it was as if she had lost faith in his abilities. He was more than ready. Every day, he and the pack were preparing, honing their instincts. He spoke calmly, though the urge to shout was burning inside. “I'm not going to die, (User). I know what I’m doing. And you, of all people, should know that." If his woman didn't believe him, who would?