DANTE’S POV
I told myself it didn’t matter where she slept. It shouldn’t matter.
But for some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Rex had informed me that Selene had been moved out of the dungeon early that morning. I hadn’t given the order myself—he had acted on his own, claiming that keeping her underground for another night would raise questions among the elders and pack members alike. He wasn’t wrong. Still, the knowledge that she was no longer locked away sat uneasily with me.
I stared down at the reports on my desk but couldn’t read a single line. My mind kept wandering—to her. To the girl who somehow carried both the scent of innocence and defiance. To the curse I’d spent years learning to live with… and now, to the bond I was forced to endure.
“Alpha,” Rex said from the
