Chapter 48

Dante’s POV I awoke to the sound of machines beeping, the powerful smell of disinfectant violating my nose. The fluorescent lights on the ceiling above my head buzzed, irritating the shit out of me. I sat up and ripped the IV out of my arm. “Dante, you’re awake,” Peach said softly, a relieved smile spreading across her face. “Hey,” I replied hoarsely. “Where’s Angel?” As her smile faltered, worry gnawed at my insides. Why was she here and Angel wasn’t? Was she still angry with me? Had she returned last night after she ran off, or was she hiding at her dad’s house again? Rashaad stood by the door, his wary gaze fixed on me. I knew that look all too well; something was wrong. Dread immediately coiled in my stomach. “Where the fuck is my mate?” I growled using my Alpha tone. Both he and Peach lowered their heads in submission. Suddenly, Dr. Johnson, the pack doctor, walked in, his eyes widening as they met my furious countenance. “Uhhh Alpha Dante, I’ll come back.” He began to back away