Chapter 130

Isabel Dante paused, only just realizing that our baby was also in the room with us. Tears formed in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on her tiny form. Bianca turned abruptly and Dante quickly tried to take cover. The sound of a tin clattering to the ground shattered the terse silence. Fuck, I cursed in my head. Bianca and Henry's heads both snapped towards the noise. Henry was on his feet in an instant, his grip on the arrow tightening. Dante stepped completely into their view, and my eyes landed on the weapon in his hands. A dagger. Thorne and a few of the pack warriors were behind him in a second.