Chapter 173: The Alpha’s Warning
Dante sat in his office, his fingers curled around a glass of whiskey, his blue eyes sharp, unrelenting.
The pack was silent.
Waiting.
Watching.
Because they knew.
They had seen the way she had left.
Had seen the way he had let her go.
Had seen the way his fury burned just beneath the surface.
Sage leaned against the doorway, her arms crossed.
"So that's it?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You're just going to let her run?"
Dante didn't move.
Didn't blink.
Didn't answer.
Because there was nothing to say.
Chase exhaled sharply.
"You should have locked her up the second she came back."
Dante's jaw ticked.
"That was never the plan."
Sage's expression darkened.
"Then what is?"
Dante finally lifted his gaze, his blue eyes glacial, unreadable, lethal.
"She thinks she can run from me."
He set the glass down, the sound echoing through the room.
"Let her try."
Then—
He stood.
"Because when I catch her, she won't have the chance to leave again."