Chapter 32

Angel's POV

We sat on Dante's bed, with him still cradling me in his arms. Despite having just witnessed him order his friends to murder two men in front of me, I oddly still felt safe and comfortable with him. I could also sense that holding me was keeping him from losing his shit.

Kira had withdrawn to the back of my mind since the attack, and I couldn't feel her presence anymore. She was likely as scared and confused as I was. A million thoughts raced through my mind, leaving me unsure of where to begin processing everything.

I was sure about two things, though. Firstly, I was some kind of magical wolf. Secondly, some evil, disgusting rogue boss wanted to force me to have his child. I wondered where I would be right now if my mate hadn't been there to rescue me. Was it messed up that I felt relieved knowing that those men, at his command, had been killed?

"Are you ready for me to take you home?" Dante suddenly mumbled, pulling me out of my thoughts. He glanced down at me, concer