Dante’s POV
We heard a noise and all of us froze, like we were magnetted to the ground. The night was thick and dark, the kind of darkness that pressed against your skin and made your heart beat faster.
I could smell her, Raven. Her scent was everywhere, something that made my fangs ache. I just hoped that fucker Jerome hadn’t hurt her. If he had, I’d tear him apart with my bare hands.
Elias was the first to speak, his voice low and tense. “Keep moving. Cassian, Dante, check that way. Caius and I will circle around.”
Cassian nodded, his jaw tight. I could see the rage in his eyes, the same rage burning in my own chest. We split up, moving fast and silent through the trees. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might break my ribs. I could feel it so bad that something was wrong.
