Dante's POV
After completing our patrol with no noteworthy incidents, Rashaad and I returned to the packhouse to get ready. Despite lacking any desire to go out tonight, I knew if I didn't, I would spend all night resisting the urge to run to Angelique and claim her as mine.
I shifted back into my human form and quickly pulled on a pair of gray sweatpants. As we strolled through the backdoor into the house, my head snapped in the direction of her captivating scent. It felt like she was nearby—wait, she was here! Was she coming to confront me about what happened earlier?
Quinn perked up inside my head. Do you think mate has forgiven us?
I don't know Quinn, but I'm begging you...try to control yourself this time.
The soft footsteps of Angelique and Jasmine echoed as they descended the
