-Gabriel-I’m standing outside one of the many hotels Fenriz owns, with Valentine at my side as we wait for Andreas. He has news for us concerning Katherine’s father, Alexander, and thought we should know since the fucker is a common enemy.It’s been almost a month since they attacked us and things have been deadly quiet on their front. It can’t be a good thing that they’re being so silent, but after tonight, things should be better since our estate in DC is ready for us. Everything, right down to the tomb, has been moved to that mansion… everything but Katherine. I’ve kept my distance from her as I promised, but on the occasional evening, I find myself at the foot of her bed, staring down at her as she sleeps. As much as I know this will hurt, it will be better for both of us. Valentine says that he’ll help her move across the country and has a few guards stationed to look out for her. He still feels like he needs to do this because of who her mother was, so I won’t stop him.Who w
-Katherine- The look in his eyes sends a yummy jolt straight in between my legs, and I can hear him trying to contain a growl. Then he claims my mouth with such a violent jerk that I’m scared he might draw blood. The way his tongue plays with mine has me moaning into his mouth, and I grip the hair at the back of his head, needing more. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer while he grinds himself against my throbbing center, causing delicious friction. I know that I probably shouldn’t have pushed him, but weeks without seeing him in person when he occupies my dreams every night just did something to me. And if I am never seeing him again after tonight, I want to experience him… if only once before we part. He breaks off the kiss, drawing his forehead to mine, and we both try to catch our breaths. “Not like this,” he breathes, “not when you’ve had alcohol; I want you to come to me clear-headed and without the influence of liquid courage.” He moves up from the bed, b
-Gabriel-My heart belongs to you. You are a part of me; I adore you.What in the fuck made me say those words to Katherine? And in my mother tongue!I’m still on top of her, looking deep into those eyes I’ve grown attached to, and seeing the same confusion and apprehension mirrored there. What was supposed to be a quick fuck to let off some steam turned into something too intense for either of us to handle.By the dried tears on her cheeks and the tremble of her bottom lip, I can tell that Katherine is close to breaking point.I tilt my head and kiss the sides of her face where her tears have dried. “Was it so good that I made you cry, little lamb?”She chuckles loudly and slaps my biceps. “God, you’re so arrogant,” she says, eliciting the reaction I had hoped for. The last thing I want to remember in my last moments with Katherine is her crying face, so here I am, making her laugh.Her eyes widen when I sit up and pull her with me, my cock still rock hard and buried deep inside of
-Katherine-It’s been four hours since Gabriel fell asleep. Now I have to leave after the most amazing night of my life and sever whatever it is that developed between us. I reach out and stroke his stubbled cheek, then place a last kiss there and a traitor tear slips onto it. I expected Gabriel to be rough and fuck my brains out last night; I didn’t expect the gentleness with which he handled me. The words he spoke in Romanian, the look in his eyes, the soft way he caressed my skin, telling me the story of his Goddess and how they came to be. It all felt familiar and extremely intimate; as if it was how it was meant to be.Then he caught me as I was just about to break and made me forget about the overwhelming surge of emotions that had just hit me. He made me smile; he made me laugh, he made me feel… He fucking made me feel like I mattered, and now I have to throw it all away because of the guilt that settled in my heart.My family exterminated his and I can’t begin to make it up t
-Gabriel-I rush into her bedroom and see Valentine standing there looking dejected. “She left; she fucking left,” he murmurs, sounding hurt.Left without so much as a goodbye; I guess last night didn’t mean as much to her as it did to me. Oh, well; I suppose it was simply a ‘spur of the moment’ thing for the both of us to douse whatever we were feeling and move on.“It’s better this way,” I say and walk back to my bedroom to wash her desire from my skin, but it doesn’t help. Even six hours later in my new home, I can still smell her scent; as if it’s permeated right into my very bones.I have Valentine with me and watch as he walks the halls of what would be my new base of operations and nest. As per a new agreement with the council, I have to distance myself from the MC because not only will I be King, but I’ll be stepping into Westcott’s shoes completely.A fucking District Attorney.I know now this is the reason my father had me amass all my qualifications over the years and now I
-Gabriel-Two little words and my world unravels. The woman who I’ve craved since I sampled her, the woman who made my undead heart beat with purpose, the one I haven’t been able to get out of my mind since I spotted her from across my club.Her heart has been tied to mine since before she was born; the Goddess made her for me and I let her slip through my fingers. This should make me happy, knowing that what I feel for her isn’t simply superficial, but what Valentine said brings all of that to a screeching halt,Katherine is my Fated, and she has the Unbinding Potion in her possession. “Did she request this?” I ask, keeping the tone of my voice deadly calm when he nods.“She wanted nothing to do with the Bond. It terrified her,” he says while wiping away his crimson tears and impaling me with those words.Did she not feel the same way as me? She can see the Thread, surely she should feel more than the pull I do? Or perhaps I’m mistaken… perhaps the Fated Bond isn’t as potent as desc
-Katherine-Clearview Point - a sleepy little town in the middle of nowhere. A perfect place to raise your kids, a perfect place to settle down, and a perfect place to hide your true identity.I stumbled onto this place after buying a car in Vegas and just driving; so I settled down here and made it my temporary home. Xenia is somewhere close to Texas right now, but I told her not to let me know where exactly, just so she can be safe.So here I am, hiding out in a small town and living in a small apartment working a barista/night manager job, and feeling terrible. I’ve lost so much weight from letting my frustrations out at the gym that I’m nearly unrecognizable. I have to take my hurt out on something… before I crawl back to Gabriel Priest.Parking my car next to the little cafe close to the university campus (yes, this small town has one), I walk inside to start my afternoon shift. Noah, the freshman student who works here part-time, looks up when I enter and gives me a smile.“Hey,
-Katherine-The last time I felt heartbreak was when I saw the bodies of my mother and little brother, but somehow that pales in comparison to what I am feeling right now. Laying with my knees bunched up to my chest, I’m holding onto Gabriel’s shirt while the cracks in my facade split the last little bit of my composure.A surge of pain wells up in my chest and my body trembles with the sobs that are threatening to choke me and drag me under. However, when I catch a faint whiff of smokey, expensive whiskey, everything caves in and I let go.I fucking miss him so much! After I ran away, I didn't want to admit it, but I miss him! I would give anything to hear his voice again, beckoning me and calling me ‘little lamb.’ Yet as I lament the loss of what I could have had, a vise grips my heart and my sobbing turns to a morose whimper.Sleep never came for me and the next morning, I dragged myself out of bed to get ready for a full 12-hour shift. It’s just Noah and me, so hopefully, he picks