Her body locked up.
Dante's words echoed in her skull.
"You can't run from me."
No.
No, she wouldn't accept that.
She couldn't.
Kavy's gaze darted around the small bathroom. A useless search.
No windows. No weapons. No escape.
And outside—him.
The thing that bit her.
The thing that had changed her.
A force she couldn't fight.
But she would try.
Her fingers clenched into fists.
She wouldn't let him win.
Even if it meant going down swinging.
Then—
CRACK.
The door gave in.
Kavy barely had time to flinch before it ripped open—
And Dante was there.
A shadow. A beast. A nightmare.
His dark eyes glowed.
Not human. Not even close.
He filled the space completely, his broad frame devouring the light.
Her breath hitched.
Too big. Too strong. Too close.
She staggered back, heart hammering.
"Stay away," she choked.
Dante stepped inside.
No hesitation. No mercy.
His scent flooded the tiny room—something dark, something dangerous.
Something that shouldn't make her stomach tighten the way it did.
His gaze locked onto her, unblinking.
Trapping her.
Pinning her down without even touching her.
Then—
His voice. Low. Rough. Final.
"You're mine, Kavy."
Her body shook.
No.
She wouldn't let this happen.
But when he took another step closer—
She didn't move.
She couldn't.
Her breath hitched, something deep inside her twisting in a way she didn't understand.
In a way she didn't want to understand.
Dante saw it.
And he smirked.
Like he already knew.
Like he had already won.