Chapter 92: Blood, Fire, and War
Gabriel barely had time to react before Dante was on him.
No hesitation.
No mercy.
Just rage and claws and death.
Bella stumbled back, her eyes wide as Dante tore into Gabriel like a beast unchained.
His black fur was soaked in blood, his fangs sinking deep, ripping through Gabriel's flesh, shredding him apart.
Gabriel screamed, snarled, fought—
But it didn't matter.
Dante wasn't just attacking.
He was erasing him.
Bella had never seen him like this.
Never seen this side of him.
He wasn't just fighting to protect her.
He was destroying Gabriel for daring to touch what was his.
The ground shook, the air thick with power, rage, fury.
Bella could feel it—something dark, something violent rising inside Dante, something far more dangerous than an Alpha's rage.
And then—
Gabriel laughed.
Even as Dante's claws ripped through his chest, even as his body was being torn apart, even as death loomed over him.
He laughed.
"You think this will end me?"
Dante didn't stop.
Didn't hesitate.