He had lived every day as the one before. One after the last the days blurred together. He wanted nothing more than to find something to live for. To have a suicidal mate was unbearable. Especially when she doesn't know she's your mate. She'd been taught she was worthless for as long as she could remember. By the time he came along, she was broken. With all the abuses she'd endured, she built up her walls so no one could ever hurt her again. So much so she refused the man who saved her. Love is a cruel thing. Loving someone who hates themselves is even worse. Book 4 The art I used as the starting point for the cover was done by Antonio Mora