Dante's POV
I woke to Angel sleeping soundly, her naked body sprawled across my chest. I buried my nose in her hair, relieved that her scent had finally returned. I felt complete again; although, I knew we still had pressing matters to attend to.
Before my poor little mate succumbed to her post-orgasm induced coma, she managed to tell me what David's plan was. I was grateful we had pieced it together before I sent every warrior of mine to scour each of the Rogue King's hideouts. But before shifting our focus to Jett, we needed to locate David. He had hell to pay.
Carefully slipping out from underneath her, I threw on a pair of gray sweatpants and a shirt from the closet shelf. Quietly, I left the room and retrieved Angel's clothes from the dryer, ensuring they would be clean and warm
