***“I got in touch with Alpha Lorenzo’s beta as well, just like you instructed.” Vincent’s words pulled me from my musings.We were on a jet. Gabriel must have plenty of these if one exploded two days ago and he already had another one available for us to travel on. Papa was snoozing peacefully, hi
***Evelina’s POV ***Stepping out of the limo, my eyes soaked in the beautiful city around me.All around me was a fusion of modern minimalism and medieval grandeur. I’d travelled extensively before. But I’d never been to Spain. And I’d never seen a city quite like Barcelona. The beautiful skyline,
I gazed up at him, those words settling deep into my heart. I was tempted to close the gap. Tempted to push my lips against his and give into this damn attraction screaming to be acknowledged.The elevator doors sliding open brought me back to reality, and I hastily turned my face away from him. His
**Evelina's POV** The significance of what he wanted was not lost on me. He wanted me to meet the alphas with him. Like we were equals. Partners.“Can you tell me a little about them?” I finally asked, realizing that even if I left him humiliated, I would do my best to play the role he asked of me.
“I don’t know... maybe…,” Gabriel finally assented, inclining his head slightly. “If I was assured of your happiness. I installed my men around your university…I’ve had men following you since…” His eyes remained steady on the far-off crashing waves. “I know you were single for a time…” He let out a
**Gabe’s POV ** Maybe it was being back in my home country, but I felt myself in lighter spirits. My mate was here where she was supposed to be. Briefly, I recalled my previous decision to set her up here in this very penthouse. What a fool I’d been. There was no way I could leave Evelina here. Eve
**Gabe's POV**Evelina was a vision in deep indigo and silver lace.Her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk, shimmering under the soft glow of the chandeliers. Her eyes, a shade of dark brown that reminded me of the deep forest soil after a heavy rain, held a mixture of uncertainty.
Slowly, I let my fingers trail over her shoulder before curving behind to her shoulder-blade, and finally trailing down the bare skin of her spine. The beautiful woman in my arms gasped, leaning into me with a shiver of, dare I hope, anticipation.As we leaned in closer to each other, I could feel t
“Perhaps you’re right,” I murmured, turning to look at the glowing pillars. “It looks like the inscription of the riddle is changing again,” I muttered, squinting to look up at it. "Fire and water, two halves of a whole," Evelina read aloud, her voice tinged with awe. "In balance they stand, united
“Alright,” I said, my voice steadying as I forced myself to focus. “It’s made of shadows, right? Maybe light can weaken it.” “Fire!” Evelina exclaimed, her palms lighting up as she spoke. I nodded, a plan forming in my mind. "I'll distract it while you blast it with fire. Let's do this." With a n
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the rumbling sound faded and the earth beneath our feet ceased to shake. We sat on the ground in stunned silence and I blinked rapidly, realizing that the dials had been reset and we would have to start from the beginning. I looked over at Evelina, her ex
**Gabe’s POV**I gazed at the pillars, feeling a sense of reverence wash over me. They stood tall and imposing, made of dark gray stone and covered in intricate carvings that seemed to tell a story of their own. I felt a strange pull towards them, as if they held some kind of ancient power. At the
“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