Serafina
The roar of Dante’s car bled into the night until it was swallowed by the hum of traffic and distant city noise. Still, my pulse didn’t settle. It beat fast and hard, like I’d just sprinted through the city instead of standing stock-still under a streetlight, trying to catch my breath.
Game on, bella.
The words lingered in the air, clinging to my skin like smoke, slick with arrogance. I hated how they wormed their way under my ribs, hated even more that my stomach tightened instead of recoiling.
“Earth to Sera.” Amelia’s voice cut through, sharp as glass. She stood with arms folded, curls glowing faintly in the lamp’s halo, her expression equal parts amused and annoyed. “You want to explain why Dante Romano just hunted us down like a wolf on the prowl?”
I shoved a hand t
