Chapter 65: The First Clue

The moment they reached the packhouse, Sage was waiting at the entrance, her expression grim.

"We have a problem."

Dante and Bella dismounted instantly.

"What now?" Dante bit out.

Sage exhaled.

"Someone left another note."

Bella's stomach dropped.

Sage handed it to Dante, her fingers tightening like she didn't want to let go.

Dante unfolded the paper, his blue eyes scanning the words.

Then—

His entire body went still.

Bella stepped forward, her breath shallow.

"What does it say?"

Dante's voice was quiet, deadly.

"It says: 'I'm coming for my mate.'"

Bella's blood ran cold.

Because this wasn't just a threat.

This was a claim.

Someone believed she belonged to them.

And Bella?

She had no idea who the fuck they were.

But soon?

She was going to find out.

And when she did?

She was going to kill them herself.