Chapter 47 Way She Wanted To Be Claimed

• Dante’s POV
• The blood on my hands was already drying, but I could still feel its warmth. Enzo’s words echoed in my mind, each syllable crawling under my skin like a slow poison.
• I should have seen it coming. Enzo had been challenging my decisions for weeks now, questioning every move I made, watching me with those knowing eyes. He had been testing me, pushing me toward this inevitable moment.