“I allowed you to attend the funeral, now get out,” I snarled, looking at my sire who’d shown up earlier today. Now he stood in front of me, blocking my path to get to my jet. “Listen,” he began plaintively, tugging at his stupid tie that I wanted to use to choke him with so he’d get out of my dam
**Evelina’s POV**I stood before the mirror regarding myself. Black smoke curled around me, the demonic energy eager to do my bidding. My eyes were black signifying that I was under the influence of the voice in my head.The soul shard had shown me the past. Shown me what Sybl had attempted to do. A
A laugh escaped my lips. My Tio Marcos, my mother’s brother, was mated to Laryn. She was the woman who Axton had imprisoned and raped. Tio Marcos raised Aunt Laryn’s son, Luis, as his own. In reality, Luis was Axton’s son. I knew what had happened to Aunt Laryn, I just hadn’t realized until now that
**Gabe's POV**I strode forward with determination, my feet stomping against the ground in a steady rhythm. I knew the way by heart, having memorized it through countless arguments with Amaya and Luca about why I shouldn’t go alone. Fools; going on my own was our only chance at success. I would go
The air was suffocating, thick with an oppressive stench of decaying earth and putrid, stagnant water as I approached the mouth of the cave, its jagged entrance looming before me like the gaping maw of a beast. Without pausing for even a moment, I strode confidently through the opening, my determin
**Gabe's POV** Warm blood fell over my hands and from her mouth as she let out a surprised cry of pain. And then I twisted them viciously. She let out another cry of pain.Then I pulled my claws from her stomach to shred them into her chest.Blood sprayed from the gash, painting the walls of the ca
Her form trembled, and for a moment, I saw a hint of the real Evelina shining through the veil of malevolence. The candles on the wooden dais flickered wildly as if responding to the internal battle raging within her. I almost had her. Just a little more push. I reached for her but a guttural growl
Gabriel’s POVI was dreaming. Evelina knelt before me, her eyes dark as sin as her hands worked on the zipper of my jeans. “Your mate is here,” she whispered in that dark sinister voice of hers as she gripped me in her palms and tried to work me. “Don’t you want your mate?” I tried to speak, to te
“Perhaps you’re right,” I murmured, turning to look at the glowing pillars. “It looks like the inscription of the riddle is changing again,” I muttered, squinting to look up at it. "Fire and water, two halves of a whole," Evelina read aloud, her voice tinged with awe. "In balance they stand, united
“Alright,” I said, my voice steadying as I forced myself to focus. “It’s made of shadows, right? Maybe light can weaken it.” “Fire!” Evelina exclaimed, her palms lighting up as she spoke. I nodded, a plan forming in my mind. "I'll distract it while you blast it with fire. Let's do this." With a n
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the rumbling sound faded and the earth beneath our feet ceased to shake. We sat on the ground in stunned silence and I blinked rapidly, realizing that the dials had been reset and we would have to start from the beginning. I looked over at Evelina, her ex
**Gabe’s POV**I gazed at the pillars, feeling a sense of reverence wash over me. They stood tall and imposing, made of dark gray stone and covered in intricate carvings that seemed to tell a story of their own. I felt a strange pull towards them, as if they held some kind of ancient power. At the
“Your turn!” I called. “This is going to be easy for you, mi vida.” I knew the missing planks were there—places I’d nearly stepped into myself. “You already saw—” but I stopped speaking when I saw the mist begin to swirl furiously in front of my very eyes, covering the entire bridge in a shroud of d
**Gabe’s POV** I stood at the edge of the ancient bridge, dark mists around us, as my heart pounded against my ribcage. I looked down into the thick mist swirling around the chasm below. There was nothing but darkness under the bridge. The bridge stretched out in front of us, its wooden planks worn
"Here lay the knights of the Order, tasked with protecting the Sacred Flame," Sister Agnes explained. I stared at the tombs, realizing that there was much more to the story of the Sacred Flame than was told in the book. We were missing a key piece of information. Why would the Sacred Flame need pr
**Evelina's POV** Standing before us was Sister Agnes, a smile on her face. She did not seem at all threatened by or afraid of Gabe. “I knew you would come! I knew I would see you again!” she crowed excitedly, taking a step forward. Gabe let out another vicious snarl. I looked at Sister Agnes a
I took a step back arching a brow. “Tell me why we’re here, “ I insisted. Gabe sighed, before looking at me with resignation. “We’re here to find the witch of Avalon and obtain the Sacred Flame,” he relented, making the pit of my stomacch drop. Could I, a witch that held a part of Lilith inside