Chapter 33
The kitchen had been peaceful moments before—sunlight streaming through the windows, Celine Dion's voice soaring through "My Heart Will Go On," and Dante dancing around the stove while making breakfast and lunch simultaneously. He'd been extra careful this morning, checking every ingredient twice, reading labels multiple times, making absolutely certain there wasn't a trace of anything that could trigger another allergic reaction.
The hospital visit two nights ago had terrified him more than he'd admit to anyone, even Ravyn. Watching Rhysand struggle to breathe, seeing his small face swell, hearing the panic in the doctor's voice as they'd rushed him into emergency treatment—it had awakened every protective instinct Dante possessed and amplified them tenfold.
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