Chapter 174: She Doesn’t Make It Far

Bella barely made it past the next town before she realized something was wrong.

She had spent three years in exile.

She knew how to stay hidden.

How to disappear.

How to become nothing but a ghost.

And yet—

She could feel it.

The weight of eyes on her.

The shift of the wind.

The way the forest felt too quiet.

Like something was stalking her.

Like something was waiting.

Her heart pounded violently.

Because she knew.

He had already found her.

She didn't know how.

Didn't know when.

Didn't know if he had even left White Moon yet.

But she knew Dante.

And she knew—he was already coming.