Evelina is going to be shaking up the patriarchy in Gabe's pack. If only someone (Kyle/TONY/ANY of the OG crew) could help him see things differently. Although, I'd love a Gabe who would say DON'T WORK, here's my credit card. I'd quit my job and write all damn day ;-). Also, we are having a huge launch party in Ruby's Reading Room for one of my stories releasing to the forest app. Come find out why my readers call themselves TONY'S ANGELS Thought many of them are ready to become gabe's witch now! ;)
**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 To …change his outdated beliefs for me?“I tried to stop her!”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
**Evelina's POV**Joel's face swung towards me. He was so far gone, there was spittle at the sides of his mouth and a piece of glass stuck to his sweater. “You can’t keep blaming my mother for everything! She didn’t get pregnant alone!” I yelled at him, fury boiling inside of me. How dare he stand
I sighed in relief as Gabe moved forward, his eyes determined as he hauled Joel up by the collar of his shirt. I knew Gabe would take care of this. I trusted him implicitly.***“Don’t make me do this,” begged Joel.I glared at him.“If you really want to be part of my life, you’ll get admitted. Las