Chapter 100

Angel’s POV Quickly pulling myself together, we followed him to the pack house where Jasmine lay on the porch. Joyce was on the floor beside her, frantically trying to stop the bleeding. As I got closer, I could see gashes in multiple places, silver and dark blood seeping from them. Dante's anguish washed over me like a tsunami, nearly knocking the breath out of me as we crouched down beside her. I squeezed his hand to remind him that I was here for him, just as he was always there for me. "Jazzy, are you okay?" Dante’s voice was gentle as he cradled her head in his lap. Luis started to growl but stopped himself. He was her mate, but she was Dante's sister; someone who had already lost one family member in the past two weeks. Dante needed to be there for her since he wasn't present for his dad's final moments. Luis crouched beside me, trying to keep his demeanor calm for Jasmine’s sake. She groaned in pain as she looked up at both of us, her hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears.