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18. Dearly Beloved

-Katherine-

“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Church and I say in unison while we both look at Valentine as if he’s lost his damn mind. Me, a hunter, Fated to Gabriel Priest, the man I swore to kill?

“Please tell me you put something in my food this morning,” I whisper. “Please tell me you’re not being fucking serious….”

A deranged giggle bubbles up into my throat after Valentine says this, but the serious look on his face immediately shuts me up. I hold up my left hand and look at the thin red ribbon leading to where Gabriel is still laying passed out and see the end attached to the smallest finger on his left hand.

The Red Thread of Fate, that’s what he called it, right?

Valentine has a pained look on his face when he shakes his head. “Trust me, I wish I was joking,” he says, looking over at Gabriel and then pulling me out of the bedroom with Church in tow.

The place is a mess - bullets, arrows, and blood splattered everywhere, but no bodies in sight. I don’t even want to know what h
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