"Raina wanted to stay under your protection," Evelina went on to explain, a displeased look on her face. "She knows you are an honorable man. You always take care of what’s yours.”"I do," I replied, inclining my head towards my mate. "But Raina is not mine. Only one woman holds that title now mi vi
Ah. So he was a ranked wolf. A beta or alpha most likely. How the fuck did Raina even meet him? There were no other packs for miles and miles.I looked at Evelina.“Are you sure she’s not working with our enemies?” I queried, trying to figure out where to go from here.I did not owe Raina anything.
“I don’t think Amaya would betray us,” Evelina responded in a measured tone.Evelina's words rang in my ears, but doubt had already taken root. I had always trusted Amaya with my life, but recent events had shattered that trust. She'd been helping Raina keep her pregnancy a secret from me. It made s
**Evelina's POV **I knew Gabe was ruthless. Capable of far worse than I’d ever seen in my short life. But I still couldn’t help but shudder. The witch’s screams bounced off the damp stone walls of the torture chamber, as I watched him deftly stick his knife right into the middle of her pupil. He’d
“We’ve got regenerating potions on hand. Give me some credit, mi vida.” He spoke nonchalantly, as if he was telling me about the weather or something trivial like his favorite team losing a soccer match. “I’ve done this before. She’s still got some time before becoming critical. Enough time to fucki
“If you don’t tell me what I want to know, I’m going to carve out your tongue, witch. Then I’m going to split open your stomach and let our intestines hang out as a meal for the vermin that inhabit these cellars. They’re purposefully left hungry…until I offer up a victim. The rodents will come and e
**Evelina’s POV**I looked at the recording, feeling as if I was in a trance. Unease prickling through me as I took in the time stamp glaring at me from the corner of the video.No. NO.It couldn’t be.“Wait until you see this,” Robert chuckled with a wink at the camera.Dread detonated in my gut, s
“Let it out, mi vida,” he whispered into my ear, his own breath ragged and mournful. “Just let it out, it’s okay…I’m not going to let you go.”His voice was filled with anguish, and I felt it through our bond as well . He was in pain too, because I was hurting. Our pain was one now.It struck me the