Chapter 70
Dante’s POV
The snow had stopped falling, but the cold still hung thick in the air, biting at my bare skin like tiny needles. I stood there in the driveway, watching the last of the men shuffle off toward the barracks. Their boots left dark prints in the white, disappearing one by one. The dogs had gone quiet again. Everything felt too still after the alarm and the shouting.
Nina’s words kept ringing in my ears. Transdermal. Blow job. Fast acting. She’d said it calm, like she was reading from a textbook. And every man out here had turned to stare at her like she’d grown a second head. Even Enzo looked impressed for half a second before he hid it behind that smirk of his.
I rubbed a hand over my face. Felt the stubble rough against my palm. Tired. Bone-deep tired. The kind th
