Vincent looked like he wanted to say something to me. Probaby some bull shit about letting go of all my hate. Not likely. And he knew it. So finally, he nodded his assent.“Now if this is all, I am going to have a quick meeting with the ranked warriors and get home to my mate,” I declared. “Make sur
“Had,” I countered sternly. “As of three hours ago, we’re officially finished.” My gaze softened as I looked at her, gun still poised to shoot the bitch who hurt my mate. “Though, to be perfectly honest, she and I were finished when I realized that you were the only woman I’ll ever want, mi vida."E
**Evelina's POV**Maybe I was crazy. Or maybe I was just twisted. Because all I could think about when Gabe told me I was the only one he wanted to be inside of was that I wanted him inside me. And that bitch who’d told me I could never satisfy Gabe was going to learn I could satisfy him! I was so d
But Gabe…he was looking at me and only me. As if my breasts were the only ones he’d ever wanted.“These are beautiful. Tus tetas (your ti.ts)....so fucking perfect,” he murmured huskily, cupping them through my bra, thumb brushing over my nipples in a delicate caress.I arched towards him, needing h
“FU.CK!” I yelled when he ground his face against my folds, tongue darting in and out with a precision that sent euphoric ecstasy skating down my spine and making my toes curl.“Yaasss just like that,” I panted, throwing my head back as I was lost in the pleasure he was giving me.He knew exactly wh
My hands scraped down his chest, fingernails leaving scratch marks in their wake. I touched him with a sense of urgency and desperation, because I wanted him to know he was mine. No one could have him. His hardness pressed against my thigh, a silent reminder of what was about to happen very soon. No
“Oh, Gabe, yes, yes, yes!” I cried out, my orgasm hitting me like a freight train. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, my body arching and shaking with the intensity of it all.I convulsed around him, pulling him deeper inside, the cool metal brushing my walls more firmly. Gabe grunted, his
**Gabe’s POV**The last few days had gone by like a blur. A beautiful blur in which I sometimes opened my eyes to stare at Evelina sleeping peacefully next to me just so I could reassure myself this was real and not an exquisite, perfect dream. We’d done nothing but lose ourselves in each other, my
“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