Elena’s hands trembled as she pressed herself against Dante’s chest, her heartbeat loud in her ears. The words of the mysterious woman from earlier still echoed in her mind: “She’s the reason your pack is in danger.” Every nerve in her body screamed that nothing would ever be safe again, not here, not with Dante, not anywhere.
Dante’s jaw was set, his posture rigid. He didn’t speak, but she could feel the tension rolling off him like heat from a fire. His gaze was fixed on the darkened hallway, scanning for any movement. He had always been the calm, unshakable Alpha, but tonight, Elena saw a storm brewing behind his eyes.
“Dante… who was she?” Elena whispered, her voice trembling. “Why does she know so much about me?”
Dante exhaled slowly, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opened t
