Evelina’s POVAs Gabriel’s words sunk in, I felt like the ground had slipped out from beneath me. Sleep in his room? With him? The idea sent a shiver down my spine, and I immediately began to protest, my mind racing for a way out of this situation.“Sleep in your room?” I repeated incredulously. I swallowed hard, my discomfort growing with each passing second. “I... I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I managed to rasp out. As if he even cared what I thought.His expression was unreadable, his eyes two pools of pitch black glinting with that hint of malice that seemed to render me powerless. His words from the club resounded in my brain.I want you to obey.If I have to teach you a lesson, so be it.I can assure you…you’d like it. Eventually.I try to ignore the heat in my belly igniting over that final sentence. I push away my pique’d curiosity over his words. This man was a cold-blooded killer. Of my own accord, my eyes go to my ring finger where my engagement ring still rests. He ki

Gabriel's POV Amaya and I stood back to back, surrounded by a circle of witches on the balcony of my penthouse. Amaya’s breath came out in labored gasps. She’d expended too much magic. The witches were too powerful for her. The plan had been for her to hold them off while I escaped with Evelina. She’d portal herself to where I had my jet waiting to take us away. It was for instances such as this that Amaya avoided using her magic. One never knew when an enemy might attack. But neither of us had counted on multiple dark witches showing up. One or two, we could handle. But this…was unprecedented.I could not leave Amaya to fend for herself when she was so clearly struggling. These were dark witches, with the ability to wield magic much more efficiently. I pulled the trigger on my silver pistol, but instead of hitting its mark, it disappeared into a whirlpool of shadows created by these stupid witches. Dark witches practiced sacrificial magic, which gave them an edge over witches like Am

Gabriel's POVEvelina had been beside herself when she found her sire lying in his own piss and vomit. Fucker deserved it if you asked me. I never did like the pendejo. Especially since he was the one that had helped me poison everyone at Evelina’s Quince’ when I'd tried to storm the party and take my revenge on her stepfather. Joel was not loyal to anyone but the bottle. However, it was more than obvious in the way Evelina moved about the house with an air of wistful sadness, as she called out to her pendejo papa, that she loved him.I almost wanted to choke the asshole with my own two hands for letting Evelina find him like this. If he was going to die, at least die where she can’t find you motherf.u.c.ker.By the time I’d managed to drag him into the bedroom, Amaya had already called for an ambulance. He needed his stomach pumped, judging from the way he was constantly puking,crapping himself, and convulsing. I did my best to make sure he didn’t suffocate by turning him on his side.

Evelina’s POV “How the fu.c.k are they tracing us?” Gabriel muttered angrily, suddenly grabbing my arm and pulling me in the opposite direction. “We can’t go down there. That’s what they want,” he explained.I knew he was right. But what about all the innocent people who would die in their bid to get to me? I couldn’t just let that happen.“Wait!” I exclaimed, stopping in my tracks and turning to face Gabriel. “We can’t just leave everyone behind like this. There are people who need our help.”Gabriel’s jaw clenched.“We don’t have time for this,” he growled.I squared my shoulders, determination burning in my chest. “I’m not leaving them to die,” I stated firmly, meeting Gabriel’s intense gaze with my own unwavering resolve.“They’re after me. If they can’t find me, they’ll leave everyone alone. The sooner we get out of here, the better,” Gabriel ended.That comment threw me for a loop. So he still thought they were going through all this trouble for him? Well… let him think that.I