They traveled in silence, moving quickly through the woods as Dante led the way. Kavy could hear her own breath, shallow and strained, but there was a steady rhythm to it now. She had survived, but at what cost? The more she saw of this world, the more she realized just how dangerous it was.
And Dante… he was her anchor, but he was also a part of this world. She wasn't sure whether to trust him completely or to keep her guard up. The way he had fought, the way he had protected her—it was enough to make her believe he cared for her. But there was always that lingering question. Did he care because she was his mate, or was there more to it than that?
"We're almost there," Dante said, breaking the silence. His voice was quiet, but it carried the weight of someone who knew the dangers of what lay ahead.
Kavy nodded, her eyes scanning the trees as they pressed forward. She had no idea where they were going, but she had no choice but to follow. Whatever was coming, whatever danger awaited them, she had to face it. And if Dante was going to be by her side, she'd fight beside him.
Because there was no turning back now.