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Gabe’s POVThe only reason this pendejo wasn’t dead was because Evelina had called me Gabe. Not Gabriel…not asshole…Gabe. The familiarity with which she said it...it had struck something within me. Something that wanted to please her. And something told me she wouldn’t like it if I killed that assho
Her stunning eyes, unusually dark, gazed at me with the fear of a trapped mouse. Revulsion filled my gut. This was not how it was supposed to be. I walked over to her, opening the remaining buttons of my shirt. My eyes watched the way her breath caught, the way she leaned into me robotically. Her de
The sheets made a soft rustling sound as she shifted her position, turning to face me completely. She placed her cheek on top of her clasped hands, her eyes fixed on mine.“He raised two girls as if they...as if we... were his own. But he was never our biological father. What he did…he did because o
I closed my eyes, trying to not let the regret of nearly losing my mate consume me. Revenge was dangerous. I’d nearly lost her by my own hand. And I’d spent the proceeding years making sure she was safe. Atonement for nearly doing the one thing I never should have done.The desire to protect her was
Evelina’s POVMaybe I was just over emotional. Or maybe I’d just gone insane. Because not even two minutes ago he’d been admitting how he’d plotted to kill me, and now I was throwing myself at him. But when Gabe shared how he felt about raising another man’s child, he bridged a chasm between me and
My hand finally slipped under his shirt bunched around his chest, touching more of those finely chiselled muscles I’d seen a vague outline of in the dark. I wanted to kiss my way across them. To feel them under my tongue.“Vos sos mia…(you’re mine),” he murmured against my lips.”Vos sos mia para sie
I woke up the next morning to realise I’d slept nearly 12 hours straight. There were vague remnants of a memory or maybe a dream of Gabe coming to bed and slinging an arm around my waist. Maybe I’d snuggled deeper against him. Maybe I hadn’t. Maybe it was all a figment of my imagination. Or wishful
My thoughts went to my papa, red-eyed in the living room and panting for a drop of alcohol at every turn. Was he like Papa…but just… addicted to killing people he didn’t agree with? My stomach churned.I am a monster Evelina…accept me as I am or not at all.I closed my eyes against the words. I had
“CARAJO!” he yelled in anger. “I just think your mate needs to work on his temper,” Syra added distastefully. “Cursing in the sacred realm of Avalon is frowned upon!” Syra yelled loudly towards Gabe. Gabe looked at her and said something in Spanish that made me gasp in mortification. “¡Que te den
The darkness receded as quickly as it had come, replaced by the vibrant colors of Avalon once more. The stream sparkled in the sunlight, the trees swayed gently in the breeze, and the flowers bloomed in their full glory. I took a deep breath, and then let out a small yelp of surprise when I realized
**Evelina's PoV** The misty air wrapped around us like a nurturing shawl, the soothing sound of the stream a constant background music as the vibrant greenery enveloped me in its embrace, a living sanctuary of peace and magic. Trees towered above us, their vibrant green leaves dancing in the gentl
Suddenly, the trials I had had to face in the forest of reflection made complete sense. It was a trial Syra had faced herself, though in a completely different context. “You cannot blame yourself for your sister's choices,” Gabe finally grunted, crossing his arms. “You are right, Gabriel. I cannot
**Evelina's POV** Apparently she had been in Gabe’s vision as well. Because he immediately moved to shield me with his body and extended his claws defensively, poised to attack Sarah. “You’re the evil witch from the past!” he growled out. “I won’t let you harm my mate!” Sarah looked at Gabe and r
Sarah’s eyes widened in shock and fear as she saw the intensity of light glowing in my hands.“How…is this possible? You wield it…” she trailed off, looking around for the torches we had often used to carry the light of the flame into battle. Looking for the chest that often held a remnant of the fl
And in the next moment, something hit me from behind, rendering me immobile. I fell unconscious and when I awoke some time later, I heard shouts and screams from far off. And sinister laughter. Familiar laughter.It was then that I realized it was Sarah’s laughter.My heart pounded in my chest as I
**Evelina’s POV**I was leaning against a tree, lost in thought. My dark hair flowed down my back, all the way to my knees. I sighed, turning to look at Ramiras. He was the leader of the Order of the Flame. A chivalrous knight. A wonderful person. Pity he loved that bitch Sarah.“Ysabel,” Ramiras sa
Without a word, they raised a hand and summoned forth tendrils of shadow that twisted and writhed in the air, reaching out towards me with malicious intent. With a swift motion, I swung my sword. It glowed with a brilliant white light as it clashed against the tendrils of darkness, creating a blind