Angel’s POV

Grabbing Dante's arm, I pulled him away from the group, anger and confusion swirling within me. He snapped his attention back to me, his eyebrow arching in an infuriatingly sexy way.

"Yes, Princess?"

"Don't "yes Princess" me,” I retorted in a loud whisper. “What the fuck is going on? Why is Noah here, and how did you get him to join your pack?"

"Our pack," he reminded, pulling me into his embrace. "Noah is here to protect you."

Protect ...