Dante’s povThe first sound was the bell. Low, heavy, and ugly. It didn’t ring unless death was walking in.I woke up with a start from bed, my heart slamming into my ribs, as Selene woke up too, with her hair a mess and her eyes wide open.“Dante… what is that?”“The war bell.” My voice was rough, already moving, already pulling on clothes.Her face drained of color. “No. Not now…”I grabbed her shoulders, forcing her eyes on me. “Listen to me. You stay here. Do not leave this room. No matter what you hear. Do you understand?”She shook her head, tears filling fast. “Dante, don’t…”I cut her off with a sharp kiss, tasting her fear. “We’ll win. But I need you safe. Promise me.”She swallowed hard. “I promise.”I tore myself away, every step a war between instinct and duty. As I rushed through the Hallway, the bells roared even louder. By the time I got to the courtyard, the air was already filled with screams and the savage house of wolves ripping through the midnight.“Form ranks!”
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