Dante’s POV

Instantly, I regretted my words as Angel’s eyes flickered with pain. I knew she was interpreting what I said incorrectly. I wasn’t blaming her for what happened; it wasn’t her fault she couldn’t shift.

As soon as we left the hospital, Angel turned to me, determination shining in her eyes. “I want you to mark me right now, Dante.”

Quinn’s sudden presence was like a damn jack-in-the-box. Let’s mark our mate, Dante. You promised that once we ...