Chapter 151: The Alpha’s Rage

Dante didn't move.

Didn't speak.

Didn't breathe.

He just stood at the border of his territory, staring at the spot where she had disappeared.

The mate bond was silent now.

Broken.

Dead.

And something inside him had died with it.

"Dante—"

Chase's voice was quiet. Cautious.

Dante's hands curled into fists.

"No one speaks her name."

Chase hesitated.

"She's still alive."

Dante's blue eyes flickered with something sharp, something ruthless.

"Not to me."

Then—

He turned.

Walked away.

And if his pack saw the unholy rage simmering beneath his skin—

If they saw the way his wolf was barely holding itself together—

They said nothing.

Because they knew.

Dante Rodrigo had just lost his mate.

And soon?

The entire world was going to burn for it.