Chapter 13: Dante’s Bloodline Revealed
****Dante’s POV****
There’s a certain smell that comes with betrayal.
It’s not sulfur, not smoke. It’s not even blood.
It’s colder than that—like steel. Like the bite of frost in the lungs.
And I could feel it now, settling deep in my chest as I stared at the old VHS tape Nico had pulled from Matteo’s lockbox. It was marked only with the word RAZE in my brother’s handwriting.
The air in the room grew tighter.
We’d gone to the old storage unit on a hunch, following breadcrumbs Matteo had left years ago. Most of the stuff was worthless now—old jackets, broken radios, maps from cities we’d already torched.
But this…
This was something else.
“What do you think’s on it?” Nico asked beside me, trying to sound casual.
I didn’t answer. My fingers g
