I shook my head, digging out my black credit card. “I mean your pendejo papa. You saw him financially abuse your mama, which is why you think like this.” I forced my credit card into her hand. She tore her gaze away from the screen to look at the card now resting over her palm. “Spend however muc
However, a few hours later, when I was in the middle of a meeting with my pack warriors in my pack offic, I realized why she’d spoken that way. “Mr. Rossi,” my banker said politely over the phone. “It seems…a woman who claims to be your mate…she’s at the dealership wanting to buy a car. Can we appr
**Evelina’s POV**“He’s going to shoot us both,” Papa mumbled, sinking lower in the seat as I drove my new car to the facility where I’d asked Gabe to set up Papa’s appointment.“You’re so wrong,” I tsked rolling my eyes. “He wouldn’t have approved the purchase if he hadn’t wanted me to buy it. Gabr
Watching my father stubbornly reject the offered help made me realize how important it was to let go of the facade of strength and allow others to support us. Maybe it was time for me to let go of the facade I’d put up for so long. Maybe it was time to finally stop running from what I really was, ow
I was speechless, staring at Gabe and trying to make sure I’d heard right. Had he said he wanted to be better for me? To …change his outdated beliefs for me?“I tried to stop her!” Papa called out, entering the kitchen fearfully. “Tried to tell her that a woman shouldn’t spend her man’s hard-earned
The revelation that Gabe’s mother hadn’t deemed her son enough just as he was weighed heavily on me as I watched Gabe interact with his pack. He’d been punished repeatedly for nothing more than being his father’s son. What an awful woman.Mariana’s words echoed in my mind, urging me to be gentle wit
My smile faltered. How had I gone from wanting to leave Gabe…to actually wanting to become his official luna?***“Ready to leave?” Gabe asked, an arm around my waist as I leaned against him.It was late, and my welcome dinner was over, with everyone retiring for the night. But I felt as if the nigh
My shoulders slumped. Gabe was right. Tomorrow, we’d get him admitted. Even if Gabe had to hold a gun to his head to make it happen. At this point, I was ready to let Gabe do whatever was required.I cringed inwardly when I finally opened the double doors that led into the vast kitchens and heard sc