I was ready to match his rage with mine, but as always, Gabriella just had to interrupt. She placed a hand on his arm and shook her head. “Alpha Dante, can we please not do this now? I can feel the baby moving and I don't feel so good. I-I… think we need… I think I need to see a healer… please,” the home wrecker whimpered.
Like she had hidden a spell beneath her words, Dante’s anger began to simmer.
All of Dante’s attention was now on Gabriella.
“Let’s go see the healer,” he told her before leaving me alone in the hallway.
Having more than enough time to think, I rushed back to the home that Dante and I had created together and began to pack. Once I was done, I had some of our guards take my luggage out to my car, and just when I thought it would finally be time for me to mark a new beginning in my life, Dante came home.
With fists clenched by his sides, he yelled at all the men who were helping me to stop and bridged the gap between us both with two large steps.