Chapter 101

Dante’s Point of View:

When my consciousness returned, pain met me first.

It crept up from the edges of my mind like frostbite—slow, cruel, and relentless. Then came the fire. Wolfsbane, thick in my bloodstream, burning my nerves from the inside out.

I didn’t open my eyes right away because I couldn’t.

What is this?

Every instinct in me screamed that I was in danger—and worse—that she was in dange