Chapter 44. Not Weak

Dante's POV

I watch as she storms out, but I don’t move. I know I fucked up. If there is one thing she hates, it’s being called Princess, well, in that way. Sure we have called her Princess before, but not in a way that belittles her. I just did, which was a big fuck-up on my side, so maybe I do need to sleep with an eye open tonight?

Stepping out of her room, I walk through and see Zane and Bear sat together discussing business. I glance around, unable to see Emmi.

“With Gunner. You best hope she survives.” Bear glances up at me from the laptop.

“We heard. You actually called her Princess, Dante.” Zane looks at me in disappointment.

“She will be fine. How's that going?” I point to the laptops.

“Nothing yet. If they plan to make a move, we will know. They will. There is no way they will walk away quietly. They want both cities. They want the border down, which means this won’t go away,” Bear explains.

“It had to be said.” It did.

“No,