TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE
Dante's POV
It had been a goddamn week since Angel was taken from me, and we weren't getting answers fast enough. Despite Akira's relentless pursuit and capture of one of Jett's higher-ups, we weren't getting anywhere after two grueling days of torturing him.
"Where the f**k is my mate?!" I growled menacingly, pressing the silver blade deeper into his chest, fresh-blood pouring out onto my already-soaked hand.
He gritted his teeth. "f**k you!"
I pulled the knife out of him and tossed it to the ground. My fist collided with his face, the sickening crunch echoing through the cell. He let out a loud groan, clutching his nose. This was my third time breaking it.
I had likely broken all the bones in his body at least once. He was also so pumped full of wolf
