Chapter 87

Dante’s POV

I sensed Cassidy’s presence behind me. "Alpha Jalen, Alpha Dante." I didn't turn around. "Can I speak to you alone?" she asked quietly.

"Look Charity, I prefer that his mate doesn't kill me, so that's going to be a no-"

"It's okay, Jalen," I assure him.

He stood with his hands up defensively. "If Angel finds out, just tell her I had nothing to do with this shit." He walks towards the bathroom. "Fuck, who am I kidding, she's going to kill us both," I heard him mumble underneath his breath.

I turned to Cassidy. "What do you want?" I asked harshly, narrowing my eyes. "I hope you're not here to disrespect my mate again."

She frowned, emotions unspooling in her green eyes. "I'm not. I just never got the chance to give my condolences for the loss of your father."

"Oh, uh thanks." I play with the shot glass in my hand, swirling the liquid around.

She was quiet for a long moment before she spoke again. "You know, At first, I was really pissed to hea