DANTE’S POV
For the first time ever since meeting Selene, I was afraid of loosing her. I was facing a real possibility of her leaving me for another wolf, a nameless and faceless wolf. I was cracking my head trying to figure out who this wolf that she had been meeting was, and I was trying to figure out how long this had been going on but I didn’t even know where to begin when searching for the truth.
The storm had not eased since the night Selene ran from me avoiding giving me the answers that I so desperately needed. If anything, the air felt heavier, as though the sky itself knew what I refused to say aloud that something inside my me was shifting, slipping, breaking. But that wasn’t even my greatest problem or biggest concern, what concerned me was the impact all this was going to h
