Chapter 315

• “Did you tell them why they’re coming? That we’re back?” Leonardo asked, his tone cautious as he eyed Dante’s weary form.
• “No,” Dante admitted, running a hand along his jawline, the tension evident in every gesture. “How do you even begin to explain that over the phone? It won’t soften the blow.”
• His gaze shifted to Leonardo and then to me, his voice hardening. “For all the headaches they’ve caused me, this pack wouldn’t have made it without their help.”