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
I exhaled wearily, trying to absorb Vincent’s words. He might be right. But home was not safe anymore for Papa. Not after what Amaya told me. And I wanted him to get better. I had to try!“I don’t need help. I’m perfectly fine,” Papa muttered. “One drink never hurt anyone. That’s all I need.” He loo
**Gabe’s POV** The man screamed in agony as I pulled the chain tighter around his neck. The gash on my chest bled profusely, but I didn’t give a fuck. He’d gotten one good swipe in with his pocketknife. But that’s all this motherfucker got. I loosened the chains slightly, asking him again,“I want
Gabe's POV“She’s been with other men. And she might be with more, even while with you. Her mother was a fucking puta, selling her body to the highest buyer and the apple never falls far from the tre—”I had him by the throat and pinned to the wall in an instant, a red haze taking over my being.“Do
**Evelina's POV**Evelina’s POVI’d spent the evening with Papa, him begging the entire time for just one drink. It was exhausting. Is this what mama had to deal with?Luckily, he didn’t say a single word against mama or Kyle. I looked at the clock in the room I shared with Gabe. Amaya had said she’
Evelina's POV Instead, after I’d used the tampon and washed my hands, I reached for one of Gabe’s black t-shirts. He was my mate. So his smell helped calm me. It was perfectly all right for me to do this. Maybe it would help with the cramping too. Briefly, my mind recalled how the pain had only rea
“Your turn!” I called. “This is going to be easy for you, mi vida.” I knew the missing planks were there—places I’d nearly stepped into myself. “You already saw—” but I stopped speaking when I saw the mist begin to swirl furiously in front of my very eyes, covering the entire bridge in a shroud of d
**Gabe’s POV** I stood at the edge of the ancient bridge, dark mists around us, as my heart pounded against my ribcage. I looked down into the thick mist swirling around the chasm below. There was nothing but darkness under the bridge. The bridge stretched out in front of us, its wooden planks worn
"Here lay the knights of the Order, tasked with protecting the Sacred Flame," Sister Agnes explained. I stared at the tombs, realizing that there was much more to the story of the Sacred Flame than was told in the book. We were missing a key piece of information. Why would the Sacred Flame need pr
**Evelina's POV** Standing before us was Sister Agnes, a smile on her face. She did not seem at all threatened by or afraid of Gabe. “I knew you would come! I knew I would see you again!” she crowed excitedly, taking a step forward. Gabe let out another vicious snarl. I looked at Sister Agnes a
I took a step back arching a brow. “Tell me why we’re here, “ I insisted. Gabe sighed, before looking at me with resignation. “We’re here to find the witch of Avalon and obtain the Sacred Flame,” he relented, making the pit of my stomacch drop. Could I, a witch that held a part of Lilith inside
Suddenly, I felt the darkness curling around me. Trying to take control while I was in the throes of ecstasy. “Control it, mi vida. Master it,” Gabe urged, sensing what was going on. "Yes," I moaned, feeling the familiar sensation building inside me. "I am more than just the darkness." I arched
**Evelina's POV** Gabe leaned in closer, his eyes filled with raw hunger, and my heart pounded in my chest. I didn't need the mate bond to tell me what the look in his eyes meant. He was turned on. Which was surprising to say the least. “You…aren’t grossed out?” I queried warily. A huff of laug
“It’s getting easier to control it,'“I whispered sleepily. “It’s almost like…it’s merging with me rather than fighting against me now. I can feel its power….I can feel the sinister intent. But I can also cut through it and maybe harness the demonic energy.” I couldn’t help my eyes dropping shut as I
I took in a deep breath, feeling the tension slowly release from my body as I trusted Gabe's words. I concentrated on his presence around me and the tranquil effects of the hot water as it enveloped me, removing all the stress and exhaustion from my bones. It was then that I felt a sudden calmness s