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
He picked up on the first ring. Of course he would.“Hello?” It was Kyle’s cheerful, eager voice, always happy to talk to me. So full of love. Superimposed over his smiling face I saw Joel’s from last night. Screaming and angry because mama got pregnant with me. Spewing hateful words that she should
**Evelina's POV** “I’ve put magical wards up so that no one can portal in or out of here,” I informed Amaya as we sat in grass on the back lawn. I couldn’t help but look over at the house that had become my home in the last week. Gabe was busy with pack work these last few days and often rolled i
I shook my head vehemently. No. NO WAY. There was no way that I was some weird witch chosen one. I was born to two humans for crying out loud! It was hard enough coming to terms with the power I already possessed. I didn’t want more. More magic…more responsibilities… more chances for me to fuck up.
*** It was late afternoon and the warrior training was nearly over. One aspect Amaya said we needed to work on was my hand to hand combat. Amaya was awful at it. So we ended up on the training grounds looking for a warrior to train against before all of them called it a day. “L-luna,” Luca gasped
**Gabe’s POV** I stopped a few feet away, feeling that ugly curl of possessive jealousy churning in my stomach. I took in the scene before me – my mate straddling a warrior on the ground, both of them breathing heavily. “What the hell is going on here?” I growled, my voice low and dangerous. “I