Chapter 69

DANTE

Janina had called me, saying that she needed to speak with my mate and me as soon as possible. So, that was how I found myself sitting in my office with my girl planted firmly on my lap, waiting for her to show up.

Her voice had been strained over the phone, so I was immediately on edge, thinking about all of the possible explanations. It could be anything. Janina was always calm, cool, and collected. She was not so much that over the phone.

Luckily, we did not have to wait for long for her to show up.

“Is everything okay?” I asked her.

She sighed and flopped down in a chair. Ever since I had known her, Janina had never looked anything less than polished. Now, however, her hair was slightly mussed, and her eyes held uncertainty and pain as she looked at the two of us. Whatever was wrong weighed heavily on her.

“I hope so…” she trailed off, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Ziyah hopped up and poured Janina a drink from the bar cart before passing it over to her. Then she pe