DANTE’S POV

I felt a warm breeze graze my skin, pulling me from the depths of my sleep. My body moved reluctantly, and I rose slowly careful, mindful not to hurt my wounds.

But as my eyes opened, I tensed, my stomach stirred.

Standing just in front of me was…someone, bathed in light.

Everywhere else was dark, but she glowed as if she carried her own moon. I blinked, my eyes widened. A lump formed in my throat, and I swallowed painfully. When I tried to speak, the words came out as a ...