Chapter 99: The Desperate Gamble

Dante stood, his body tense, his mind racing.

If White Moon's healers couldn't fix this—

If Bella's own wolf wasn't strong enough to fight back—

Then there was only one other option.

Something forbidden.

Something dangerous.

Something that could either bring her back or destroy them both.

"I know what to do," Dante growled.

Sage's head snapped up. *"Dante, whatever you're thinking—"

"Get out of my way."

Sage hesitated.

"Dante—"

His blue eyes flashed with raw fury.

"Move."

Sage exhaled sharply, stepping back.

And Dante?

Dante lifted Bella into his arms and ran.