“Cocky!” Dante sneered as he led Blake into a room above the
railing. “You kill a man and suddenly think you have what it takes to call
yourself an Alpha?” Blake looked at him surprised and it only made the smirk on
Dante’s face grow more. “Oh yeah I know. I could smell it on you before you
even stepped inside. Who was it? A poor, defenseless bum you had to pick from
between your teeth? Or a fragile little coed on her way home from the library?
It couldn’t have been anyone fight worthy because I doubt you’d be left
standing.”
