Chapter 103

Dante I turned the pages of the book I was reading, unable to actually focus. My mind was elsewhere, tangled in the chaos of the past few days. I leaned back in my chair, closing the book shut with a soft thud. The silence of my study was usually a comfort, but tonight it was the furthest thing from it. Slide after slide of memories flooded my head: Bianca’s icy stare after I'd called off the mating ceremony, my relief that the pack had accepted my decision, Aiden’s attack in the woods; his claws tearing at me, his face twisted with a hatred I still didn’t understand.