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
When her eyes flashed back to their usual black, I saw fear and desperation in her gaze. She tightened her grip on my dick, trying to force an erection out of me, but all she felt was another failure. “You can’t resist it any longer,” she stated, her voice shaking with frustration. “Your body wants
She was too surprised to react when I lunged at her, tackling her to the ground beneath me. “Evelina,” I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion as I loomed over her. “I don’t need power or dominion over any creature. I just need you.” Her lips parted, and her eyes flickered to brown. Swiftly,
“Do not harm him. For he will be the father of the vessel we prepare for Lilith!” her voice boomed out clear and strong for all the witches and Axton to hear. “Mark my words wolf,” she spat, eyes narrowed on me. “Sooner or later, you will give in.” I opened my mouth to argue and found myself immobi
Gabe’s POV I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The weight of her words pressed down on me like a boulder, threatening to crush me with the unbearable truth. A surge of anger and fear coursed through me as I processed her words. How could she even consider sacrificing herself in such a way?
My gaze went to the dark coven. They were all still out cold. Confusion marred my features. Who was trying to strip her of her powers? And then a movement from my far left caught my eye. I turned to see a woman cloaked in swirling storm clouds and green light stride towards us with purpose, her eye
**Evelina’s POV** The soul shard was a dark and sinister presence in my body, constantly pulsing with a malevolent energy. It used my darkest fears against me, my insecurities as well. It controlled me to the point where I was powerless to follow what I knew was right. It also gave me unsurpassabl
“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