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Gabriel's POVEvelina had been beside herself when she found her sire lying in his own piss and vomit. Fucker deserved it if you asked me. I never did like the pendejo. Especially since he was the one that had helped me poison everyone at Evelina’s Quince’ when I'd tried to storm the party and take
Instead of shutting up, the damn woman started laughing in my face.“You…you actually care about your mate!” Amaya exclaimed, face red and amusement in her eyes.Not for the first time, I wondered how badly I needed this bi.t.ch. Dumping her in the ocean sounded better and better to me.Her face bec
“Oh something tells me she’s not going to be leaving us anytime soon,” Amaya assured, a steely glint in her eye.I cocked my head to the side. Now what in the world did Amaya mean by that? But there was no time to stand here and make sense of Amaya’s ambiguous words. The urge to go check on Evelina
Evelina’s POVI sat numbly the entire time unable to form a single coherent sentence as an entire team worked to save my father’s life. The nurses had multiple times tried to ask me about my father’s medical history. Apparently, for the last five years, he hadn’t even bothered getting routine check-
My power also extended to cellular manipulation, allowing me to repair damaged cells within the body. This is what I focused on now, hoping to buy my father more time. Hopefully, I would be able to make sure nothing bad ever happened to him again. My eyes flicked to the clock; it was nearly morning.
“We need to get out of here, Papa,” I urged, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the door.I could hear distant screams echoing through the hospital corridors.“Well, that’s one way to get out of this hellhole,” Papa muttered, quickly pulling the wires off his body and standing up in his hospit
Evelina’s POV “How the fu.c.k are they tracing us?” Gabriel muttered angrily, suddenly grabbing my arm and pulling me in the opposite direction. “We can’t go down there. That’s what they want,” he explained.I knew he was right. But what about all the innocent people who would die in their bid to g
“I’m fine,” I protested. “Get my papa!” I eyed Vincent, hoping he’d listen. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I watched him go haul Papa up from a corner. I knew it was because he was giving me the respect accorded to his pack luna. And I was not above using that to my advantage, especially if i