Chapter 72: Dante's POV
The market of Blackthorn Pack smelled like rain, spices, and leather. A very weird and strange combination, but for some reason it wasn’t really unpleasant.
Kira walked slowly beneath the soft golden light of the shop’s chandelier as I picked out a beautiful deep green gown that matched her eyes in a way that made me forget more than half of my stress.
“The demoness' wedding to Asher is in six days’ time… The blood moon is just around the corner as well…” Kai reminded me. Right… Mira. The annoying reason we’re still in this gods-damned pack.
“We need to hurry up and get out of here with our mate,” he added.
I was just about to respond when my baby girl began talking.
Her voice was so soft as she lowered the green dress. “Do you think she asked for an apology b
