DANTE’S POV
I found her standing alone in the clearing, blood staining the hem of her dress, her shoulders squared as if she were bracing against the world itself. I hadnt seen her in so long, I had been searching her for so long but I never forgot what she looked like. What I had been forgetting latey was how it felt like to be around her. Her scent…oh her scent was so strong even overpowering the smell of blood that was staining the place.
Steven’s scent was still sharp in the air rage, fear, retreat. He had fled recently. Too recently, that was a wise choice. He must have known I was coming. They had done this to lure me out that much was clear.what I couldn’t understand was how things ended up this way.
And Lucas—
I didn’t need to look to know he was dead. I felt it in the bond’s
