“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
Evelina’s POV“NO!” I screamed, thrashing wildly. I could save him. I could have used my powers. I should have used them. “Gabriel!” I screamed his name, unable to explain the terror seizing me.Vincent tightened his grip around my waist, his hand clenching my skin through the fabric of my clothes a
“You can’t die on me yet,” Gabriel growled out, reaching to pull at a hidden compartment on the floor of the back of his jet. He pulled out a box and opened it to reveal…“Potions,” I murmured, relief flooding through me. This would help.I snatched the right one from the box, uncorking it and pouri
Gabriel’s POVThere was something wrong with Evelina’s story. She was a terrible liar. Her story about spending time with her tia was fishy. Aside from that, knowing which potion to use almost immediately…spotting the effects of Amaya’s symptoms…These were not just things someone picked up from spe
However, now I wasn’t so sure I wanted to be apart from her.“You want your mate living with a man like that? Even if he is her father, he can’t be trusted!”“Men like that can’t stay away from their addiction for long,” I added darkly. “Hopefully he’ll be dead before he can become a real problem. A
“Papa!” Evelina exclaimed, reaching for him.The fool was cowering in a corner, flashing everyone. He didn’t give a shit about anyone but himself. And here Evelina was constantly putting him first. Her life was precious. His was worthless.“Get the old man!” I yelled to Vin, moving swiftly.My eyes
“The jet caught fire and exploded right as we jumped, I don’t think our pilot survived,” Vin explained, looking around wildly. “Where’s Amaya?”The wreckage of the jet floated around us, a grim reminder of how close we had come to a watery grave. I felt remorse for my man who’d died trying to make s
Gabriel’s POVWe needed to get dry and somewhere warm. Evelina was trembling and in danger of developing hypothermia. Amaya’s wound looked worse than it really was but I would feel better if we could get a first aid kit for her. The men I had stationed to keep an eye on Evelina were part of my pack,