Chapter 42

Angel's POV

I stormed up the wooden staircase to Dante's room. My emotions were a tangled mess— not anger directed at him, but a hurt confusion regarding David's actions. He appeared content being part of the pack again, so why the sudden change of heart? Why attack members of his own pack to run off? What else could he possibly be hiding?

The impulse to go and search for him myself surged through me, but I knew Dante would never allow it. I was already in danger, and venturing out into the woods alone would be reckless.

if only I could unlock my powers, I wouldn't need as much protection.

Before reaching the room, I abruptly turned around and headed back downstairs. The house was still busy, allowing me to slip out the back door undetected, although Dante could easily find me if he wanted to. I walked until I was right in the middle of the distance between the porch and the woods.

Terrified after the events of last night, I was hesitant about being outside. However, the need for pea