Dante POV
“What the fuck happened to her?”
She clawed at my wrist, struggling to breathe as my grip tightened. “A-Alpha—”
“Don’t fucking stutter. Answer me!” I was barely holding back, and she whimpered, digging her nails into my arm and frantically shaking her head.
“I-I don’t know! I swear, I don’t know!”
“Bullshit!” I snarled. “You’re always with her. Always. And you expect me to believe you don’t know a damn thing?”
Her lips trembled, her face turning red.
Then Cyrus stepped forward. “Dante… you’re taking this too far.”
“Stay the fuck out of this.” I glared at him.
I was losing my mind. I knew I was. But I couldn’t stop it.
Amaya was hurt. I could still see her pale, almost lifeless body in my mind, her blood staining my hands, her body convulsing.
That doesn’t just happen. Something was done to her. And someone had to pay.
It just so happens that Suri was right in front of me.
She whimpered again, her face turning redder by the second.
“Dante, let her g
