SEVENTEEN

KIERA’S POV

I followed Gabriel and Damien into Gabriel’s room, my mouth spilling gibberish from shock.

Taking a deep breath, my gaze thinned in on Gabriel.

“Look what you’ve gotten me into?” I blurted out, my voice trembling. “What are you planning to do with me?”

Gabriel paced back and forth, his jaw clenched, frustration radiating from him.

“Gabriel, say somethi—”

He paused abruptly, his gaze locking onto mine.

“I’m thinking, woman!” The sharpness of his voice made me stagger back.

“Think away, then! I’m out of here.”

I turned on my heel, but before I could make it out the door, Damien’s hand caught my arm.

“Get your hands off me!” I hissed, shaking him off.

He shook his head, his expression pleading.

“I’m so done with all these,” I snarled.

I flung his arm away and stormed toward my room, my heart pounding without control. I could hear Damien calling after me, but Gabriel’s voice cut through the air.

“Let her be, Damien.”

I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing in the silen