Chapter 37

Dante didn’t say a word.

He just took my hand — large, calloused, warm — trembling faintly with the remnants of the battle, and led me away from the others.

No one dared stop us.

The presence of the Lycan Alpha moving through the halls was too overwhelming, too commanding. The warriors and Alphas stepped aside, bowing their heads, understanding that this moment was not meant to be interrupted.

His