Dante’s POV
I stepped into position, keeping my stance low but cautious, already noticing the weakness in my guard. My hands were shielding my chest, leaving my face exposed, something I should have corrected immediately. Across from me, Elara moved with lethal confidence, her eyes scanning the battlefield like she already knew my next move.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of the Knightfall pack girls approaching. Selene’s glare was sharp enough to cut through steel. Her dark, smudged makeup weighed heavily on her eyes, but it couldn’t hide the malice. She sauntered up to me, then turned her attention to Elara, sizing her up.
“Who are you?” Selene’s voice shrilled, nails-on-chalkboard sharp. I felt the tension spike as my pack gritted their teeth.
Elara’s lips twisted into
