His Queen (Royal Series #1)

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Dante's POV

There she was. My gorgeous mate, standing in perfection. "Aw man! We were just getting to the good part!" Connor snickered, grabbing a knife and stabbing her in the stomach. NO!

I growled, running up to him and throwing him to a wall, causing to the crumble behind him. "You fvcking bastard! I'll kill you!" I shouted. Grabbing him by his shirt and throwing him to the other side of the room, knocking him out for about five minutes.

Quickly, I ran up to Hera, holding her in my arms as she sobbed and bled out. "Hey, hey. Shh, it'll be okay. You'll be alright. You'll heal-"

"I missed you so fvcking much. I stayed up all night thinking about you and Aurora. They put drugs in my food, causing my wolf to diminish. I'm so scared..." she wrapped her arms around my nape, holding me close, but being cautious.

"I'll get my men to come and tend the wounds. I am going to kill this idiot if it's the last thing I ever do." I gave her a gentle peck on the nose before very carefully picking her up and laying her down on the bed. "Make sure she doesn't get infected. Okay?" I ordered some guys, then walking back to my prey.

Grabbing his shirt, I slapped him a few times, waking him up. "You're a dead mother fucker. DEAD!" I growled, smashing his head into the ground, causing blood to rush out.

"Dante! Behind you!" Hera screamed, causing me to whip around and face another attacker. Some dude covered in tattoos. "Don't hurt him, Nicolai!" She pleaded, groaning through every word.

"He won't feel anything when I'm done with him." Nicolai growled, throwing a punch in which I caught.

"Not so easy, scum." I taunted, pushing his arm back, causing it to pop the other way. Smirking in victory, I watched as he howled in pain and popped it back. Connor was still barely conscious, I could kill this Nicolai dude before getting to the main attraction.

I was still rusty from fighting, but I'm sober, so I know what I'm doing.

I whipped around as Hera slowly got up and placed her hand on his shoulder. His. Not mine. His.

"Calm down, Nicolai. You promised you wouldn't hurt him." Hera murmured, her voice soft and sweet. "Please." She begged, reaching out to touch me. I watched as the tattooed man looked at her, then me.

"Fvck it. I'm killing him." I stated, pushing him to the wall and holding him by his neck.

"DANTE- STOP!" Hera screamed, wrapping her little arms around my torso, sobbing into my back.

Her touch enlightened a spark inside me that I haven't felt in almost a year. I couldn't go against her.

"H-he's good! He's on my side!" She stopped me from choking him. His face turned a bright shade of purple as he kicked and punched, so I let him go.

"He came right at me. He's probably going to do it again." I sighed, hugging her close to my body. They cleaned the wound and placed a bandage on it, so she should be okay for a bit.

"Bring Connor to the Pack prison. Make sure he stays unconscious." I ordered my men, wanting to be home immediately to hold and love Hera. I don't really care if he died right now, after seeing Hera, she's the only thing on my mind at the moment.

"Can we go home?" She mumbled, gently pulling away from the hug.

"Of course, baby. I just have to do something really quickly. I smiled, kissing her forehead and turning to Nicolai, quickly punching him in the face and kicking him in the gut. "You ashhole." I growled pushing him to the wall and slamming his head down on it.