him has blocked him from us. Maybe in many ways .
What? She didn’t understand. Everything had happened so quickly.
Her wolf shook her head. Never mind . I’ll explain it later. Come on. Get out or I’ll shift and get out of here for us.
Carrie rolled her eyes . You’re not strong enough to shift without my consent .
She’d had this argument before and now didn’t seem the time to continue it. Narrowing her gaze, she took a deep breath. If Gabriel couldn’t hear her telepathically, she’d have to resort to the old-fashioned way of communication.
“I’m going to help you.” She yelled toward the table. “Do you hear me? I’m not abandoning you.”
Drea laughed, turning around. “Isn’t that sweet? Sorry, honey, he can’t hear you. We own him now.”
“Some day”—Carrie let the growl come out full force in her voice. This was not the time to hold anything back—“I’m going to claw your eyes out, bitch.”
“You sound more like a cat, Carrie, than a wolf. But then again you’ve always been so tame. Maybe you can’t tell the difference.”
We will tear her to shreds .
Drea couldn’t hear her inner wolf and that suited Carrie fine. The witch could be surprised when she dropped dead. Kendrick hadn’t turned around to acknowledge her at all. He had Gabriel now and it looked like he had all his ducks in order to destroy Westervelt. In his mind, she’d never counted for much. Once upon a time that would have bothered her. However, at that moment, it made her disappearance easier.
Without another word, she turned and ran.
Maybe Tristan would turn out to be the Alpha his father hadn’t been. Maybe he wouldn’t kill her as a traitor and abandon his brother to Kendrick’s evil ways.
Maybe she could still save her love, bring him back to her as she remembered him and not the broken shell that had arrived at his father’s house with no coherent plan and a very evident death wish.
Maybe she could do it.
Or maybe she’d end up alone in the dark without Gabriel’s light to shine her way home.
Carrie stopped in her tracks to stare at the house she’d just fled. She would not let Gabriel die in there. If Westervelt wouldn’t help her, then she’d find another way. She’d done as he asked for forty years, but enough was enough. No way would she leave Gabriel alone in the dark.
Chapter 9
“How are you feeling, son?”
Gabriel blinked, sitting up. The purple haze still surrounded him, pressing down on his head, but it didn’t bother him. If anything, it felt kind of nice to have its presence, like a warm old blanket draped over his shoulders.
“Better.” He stretched his hands over his shoulder. His shoulder cracked, which made it loosen up. “Much more like myself, thank you, Father.”
His supreme Alpha smiled at the woman next to him, who laughed, wringing her hands together. Gabriel couldn’t place this woman in his memory, but it made him thrilled that she made his father so happy.
“I told you I could do it, my love.”
His father stroked the woman’s hair. “I had no doubt. I can’t tell you how nice it is to have him back. He was always supposed to be with me, you know. I never expected they’d hold out this long.”
“Kanes are remarkably stubborn. I should know.”
“Have I been somewhere, Father?”
Kendrick looked at the woman again. “His mind seems gone. Will he even be able to remember all his training?”
“All of it. The only details gone are the ones I wanted removed.”
“Great.” Kendrick tapped the bed. “Stand up, Gabriel.”
Always happy to oblige, he stood. His muscles felt tight but then they unkinked. As if he’d been carrying around the world’s problems on his shoulders. But then again he had no idea why he ever would have felt that way.
Do you know?
His wolf yawned. Not a clue .
Kendrick sat back on a countertop. “We have a problem.”
“Any problem that you have, my Alpha, is my problem.” No one would harm his father while
What? She didn’t understand. Everything had happened so quickly.
Her wolf shook her head. Never mind . I’ll explain it later. Come on. Get out or I’ll shift and get out of here for us.
Carrie rolled her eyes . You’re not strong enough to shift without my consent .
She’d had this argument before and now didn’t seem the time to continue it. Narrowing her gaze, she took a deep breath. If Gabriel couldn’t hear her telepathically, she’d have to resort to the old-fashioned way of communication.
“I’m going to help you.” She yelled toward the table. “Do you hear me? I’m not abandoning you.”
Drea laughed, turning around. “Isn’t that sweet? Sorry, honey, he can’t hear you. We own him now.”
“Some day”—Carrie let the growl come out full force in her voice. This was not the time to hold anything back—“I’m going to claw your eyes out, bitch.”
“You sound more like a cat, Carrie, than a wolf. But then again you’ve always been so tame. Maybe you can’t tell the difference.”
We will tear her to shreds .
Drea couldn’t hear her inner wolf and that suited Carrie fine. The witch could be surprised when she dropped dead. Kendrick hadn’t turned around to acknowledge her at all. He had Gabriel now and it looked like he had all his ducks in order to destroy Westervelt. In his mind, she’d never counted for much. Once upon a time that would have bothered her. However, at that moment, it made her disappearance easier.
Without another word, she turned and ran.
Maybe Tristan would turn out to be the Alpha his father hadn’t been. Maybe he wouldn’t kill her as a traitor and abandon his brother to Kendrick’s evil ways.
Maybe she could still save her love, bring him back to her as she remembered him and not the broken shell that had arrived at his father’s house with no coherent plan and a very evident death wish.
Maybe she could do it.
Or maybe she’d end up alone in the dark without Gabriel’s light to shine her way home.
Carrie stopped in her tracks to stare at the house she’d just fled. She would not let Gabriel die in there. If Westervelt wouldn’t help her, then she’d find another way. She’d done as he asked for forty years, but enough was enough. No way would she leave Gabriel alone in the dark.
Chapter 9
“How are you feeling, son?”
Gabriel blinked, sitting up. The purple haze still surrounded him, pressing down on his head, but it didn’t bother him. If anything, it felt kind of nice to have its presence, like a warm old blanket draped over his shoulders.
“Better.” He stretched his hands over his shoulder. His shoulder cracked, which made it loosen up. “Much more like myself, thank you, Father.”
His supreme Alpha smiled at the woman next to him, who laughed, wringing her hands together. Gabriel couldn’t place this woman in his memory, but it made him thrilled that she made his father so happy.
“I told you I could do it, my love.”
His father stroked the woman’s hair. “I had no doubt. I can’t tell you how nice it is to have him back. He was always supposed to be with me, you know. I never expected they’d hold out this long.”
“Kanes are remarkably stubborn. I should know.”
“Have I been somewhere, Father?”
Kendrick looked at the woman again. “His mind seems gone. Will he even be able to remember all his training?”
“All of it. The only details gone are the ones I wanted removed.”
“Great.” Kendrick tapped the bed. “Stand up, Gabriel.”
Always happy to oblige, he stood. His muscles felt tight but then they unkinked. As if he’d been carrying around the world’s problems on his shoulders. But then again he had no idea why he ever would have felt that way.
Do you know?
His wolf yawned. Not a clue .
Kendrick sat back on a countertop. “We have a problem.”
“Any problem that you have, my Alpha, is my problem.” No one would harm his father while
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