Cassian's POV
I helped Dante to his feet, watching his body tense with a barely contained rage. His jaw clenched, the veins in his neck was bulging as he seethed, trying to rein in the chaos building inside of him.
We’d barely had a moment to process what had just happened when Dante started talking with his words coming out in a low growl that vibrated with deadly intent.
“Jerome’s a shapeshifter, Cass,” Dante muttered, his voice rough with fury. “A pure-blooded vampire hunter who’s got dark powers. The kind of s**t that can burn the world down if he's left unchecked.” He paused, looking at me in the eyes with a cold fire that sent a shiver down my spine.
“I don't know what he turned to in that dungeon but he's going to use Raven for some sick ritual. I don’t care what it takes but w
