"I never even got your name in my back," V said. "I thought it was stupid and a waste of time . . . but how can you feel like we're mated without it--especially when every single male at the compound has been marked for his shellan?" God, she hadn't thought of that. V shook his head. "You've given me space . . . to hang with Butch and fight with my brothers and do my shit on the Internet. What have I given you?" "My clinic, for one thing. I couldn't have built it without you."