Dante’s pov
That afternoon, I decided to make my announcements to everyone in the pack as I had called them to show up.
I looked at the people gathered all round as they were waiting to hear if maybe I was going to bless them or perhaps bite out their throats. Either reaction seemed equally possible.
Sara stood by my side with her arms crossed on her chest, chin up high as ever.
When I caught her watching me she nodded once, quickly.
I exhaled, then faced the people and raised my voice. “I know I’ve been silent,” I said. “Too silent maybe. Some of you have been wondering about things. About me. About… changes recently. About her.”
I hadn’t said Selene’s name yet. There was a certain charge to the air.
I stopped, examined the faces again. Curiosity in some of them, downright anger i
