Chapter 67

Danciana's Point Of View

As I stood beside Dylan in the warehouse, my mind was racing with thoughts about Alpha Dante and how he might be doubting my whereabouts. I knew I had to be careful, and my instincts told me he would try to track me down. I glanced at my phone, and sure enough, there was a random message, probably from one of my friends checking up on me.

I sighed and muttered to myself, "Great, just what I needed. More distractions." But deep down, I knew I couldn't ignore the message, as it might raise further suspicion if I didn't respond.

As I contemplated what to do, I listened to Dylan arguing with his father. It was evident that they were having a heated discussion, and I didn't want to get involved in their family drama. After all, I had more pressing matters to attend to.

I decided to call out to Dylan and let him know that I was leaving. However, he seemed so engrossed in the argument that he didn't hear me at all. "Dylan!" I called out again, but still no response.