I materialized back in my bedroom to find it empty except for a note on my pillow in Dante's strong handwriting: *Gone to research ancient supernatural laws. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone. - D*
Despite everything, I smiled. Even when he was furious with me, he was still trying to protect me. But this time, I needed to protect him—and everyone else—from a choice that might destroy us all.
I found him three hours later in the pack's library, surrounded by dusty tomes and scrolls, his laptop open to what looked like archived supernatural legal documents. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his hair was disheveled from running his hands through it.
"Found something?" I asked, settling into the chair across from him.
He looked up, relief and wariness warring in his expression. "Ma
