“You tell me if you don’t like it muneca,” Gabe whispered. “But you will…I sense it inside of you…”I looked at him in confusion, letting out a frustrated huff as I realized I was so close but I needed something more. Something that was him.He applied pressure to the column of my throat, enough to
Evelina's POVHe looked at me, lips pressing kisses now to my fingers he’d licked clean, his eyes dark with lust and a hint of regret. “I’m sorry, mi vida (my life),” he whispered, his voice rough. “You’re asking too much of me, and I can’t…I won’t…give you something that could hurt you.”His head f
**Evelina's POV** I blushed a deep red at his words, considering it. But the very real possibility of his stepsister walking in on us made me give pause. The vindictive part of me relished the idea of her finding me in the kitchen with Gabe between my legs. “Weren’t we supposed to meet Kirsty for
Shit, shit, shit. It was because I was falling for my mate. *** “It has been over four days and Robert hasn’t spoken to me! What have you done to my son?” I held the phone a foot away from my ear as we drove towards Gabe’s pack situated at the foot of the mountains close to the city of Zaragoza.
“I do not like how that woman speaks to my mate,” Gabe grunted out. Yeah, join the club. “She’s always had issues,” I muttered off-handedly. “Robert…was close to his mother. And when I came into the picture as his girlfriend…when we started dating romantically, she felt as if her son replaced her.
**Gabe’s POV**I looked between Evelina’s pendejo papa and the man who called himself my father.“Spying?” I asked brusquely, eyes going to Evelina who looked just as surprised at this news. “You two know each other?” I finally queried, looking at the man I hadn’t spoken to in over a decade.“Who do
“I want my ten grand first!” Joel yelled obstinately.I was behind him in a second, shoving my gun against the side of his head.“The last man that hurt Evelina ended up with his brains blown out,” I muttered in a low, threatening voice as my arm went around his neck from behind. “I swear to the moo
“You always were a disappointment, Gabriel. Choosing that woman over your own father,” he sneered. “Your mother was a puta—”The shot rang out, and I heard Evelina gasp in disbelief. Her pendejo papa hit the floor, hands over his head.“Dammit Gabriel!” Vincent yelled, rushing to the man who’d dared
“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