I knew Remy and Vincent planned to spend some quality time away from the pack while here. But I wanted to go home. My real home. Where I actually belonged. Not here. Not with Gabe. That wasn’t my home. He’d never intended to let me make it my home. That gilded cage in Barcelona was waiting for me if
**Evelina’s POV**“You all right?” Amaya asked as we sat in Gabe’s home having dinner together.I nodded, the food tasting like sawdust in my mouth. Even Amaya betrayed me. She should have told me that I was nothing to Gabe. Instead, she let me fall in love with him! How could anyone deny the words
“I saw you from the packhouse and followed you,” she explained, her eyes regarding me warily. “Where are you going?” she asked, walking closer to me.Afraid she might alert Vincent, I kept my eyes trained on her and walked backwards until I took the final steps over the border. Now all I had to do w
“NO, Evelina! I came back early to surprise you!” He exclaimed, his voice frantic as he finally pulled his hand out of his pocket. I flinched, preparing for him to point his gun at me. But then I sagged in surprise and relief when I saw it was a box. A plain green velvet ring box. He suddenly fell t
The strangled gasp of pain eliciting from his lips however told me he was not immune to whatever just hit him. “Not so mighty when it’s silver dipped in wolfsbane,” came the deadly jibe. “It’s me you want,” he snarled out, turning to face the witch that had attacked him. “Let the women go.”“Stupi
**Gabe's POV**When Vincent told me that Evelina met Kirsty for brunch, I’d been happy. I thought maybe the two were going to get along. It would have made things a hell of a lot easier for me. But when he informed me that Evelina had been upset after her meeting with Kirsty, I began to wonder if ma
Her eyes blazed like twin suns as her lethal gaze went to rest on the witch who’d attacked me. “Go to hell!” Evelina snarled, her palm shooting out to throw a ball of gathered lightning straight at the witch. Evelina’s target went flying backward with a chorus of screams, more like a pesky fly tha
But I was frozen. Powerless. A novel feeling that sent rage coursing through me. I was never one to wait on the sidelines while others fought. "You don't know what you're messing with," she said, her voice strong despite the situation. The air around her shimmered with electricity. She raised a h