Angel’s POV

Jalen took off, and we and the rest of the wolves followed behind him.

I rested my head against Dante’s silky fur. His scent was gradually returning, which meant mine would soon be as well. I was anxious about him detecting Noah’s scent on me, but I pushed the thought away. Maybe he wouldn’t dwell on it if he did end up smelling it.

Once we reached the motel, Dante gently lowered me to the ground before he and Jalen went inside the building. A few ...