Angel’s POV

My blood ran cold as we cautiously walked through the cave. Rashaad led the group, with everyone else surrounding me in a protective circle. Noah was the only one who remained in wolf form, poised to attack anyone who dared to touch me.

I couldn’t push away the feeling that something was wrong, like this was too easy. Why weren’t we being attacked?

Dante? I tried to mind-linked him but received no response. “Guys, I can’t reach Dante,” I whispered ...