"I don't understand why that's something you'd have wanted. Didn't you want your children to have a complete home?"
"Of course I'd want that for them." Mikko nodded and looked back up at me. "It's just not something I'd ever wanted for myself again."
"That's a terrible excuse for how you treated me, Mikko."
He shrugged. "When I lost my wife, I obtained a title, which is something hard to do." He took a deep breath, "Being known as the Black Wolf is only a coincidence with my coat. I killed thousands. Not just of wolves, but of witches, hunters, and humans. I killed anyone who crossed my path. It became widely known that my heart was as black as my coat. Once I was able to control myself again, Finn made me a promise: he would end me if that wolf resurfaced."
Thousands. He killed thousands of people. We were silent for a moment as I took that in.