Chapter 83

Angel’s POV Another knock sounded at the door, louder and more urgent this time. “I think they need to use the bathroom now,” I whispered, but this time I didn’t give a fuck how much they needed to go. I was so close…so damn close I could taste it. This orgasm was going to tear me apart! “I said, they can wait-” Dante’s body suddenly tensed, his expression shifting to worry as his eyes glazed over. “What’s wrong?” I whispered. He pulled out and quickly redid his pants before helping me down from the sink. “There’s been another rogue attack. I need to get you out of here now,” he hissed. Dread washes over me in a suffocating wave. Fuck. “I want to help!” I retorted, folding my arms. Ignoring my protests, he grabbed my hand, practically dragging me as he unlocked the door and threw it open. Noah stood before us, a combination of anger and fear on his blood-stained face, though I couldn’t tell if it was his own or not. His black eyes fell on me, and I blushed and looked away. He pro