Angel’s POV

After Noah and Justin were ordered to leave, Dante pulled me into his hard, bare chest. He stood there completely naked, but I avoided looking down, my gaze fixed on his tense expression. I couldn’t even imagine what was running through his mind. I was adamant that even though Noah and Justin were rogues who had kidnapped me, at least Noah deserved to live.

Dante looked like he had been through hell and back. Cuts from his fight with Noah were already healing, but ...