49. Two Can Play That Game

-Gabriel-

I’m laying with Katherine in between my legs, holding up her hand and adoring the way my mother’s ring perfectly fits on her finger. As if it was always meant to be there. She’s naked while I’m only wearing boxers, so the ring isn’t the only thing I’m admiring.

“Katherine Priest - who would have thought,” she says and I can tell she’s smiling, but she’s got something wrong.

“Katherine Preutescu. Priest is just a last name my father took on when we moved here.” We all hated the name, but my father insisted on it since we had to hide from the council. It stuck even after they found us, though.

“Oh, I wondered why your family tomb had that name and why Eirisse called you that. Well, either way, I’ll be happy to take your name and get rid of my own which means Death,” she says while twirling the ring around her finger.

Katherine Preutescu; fuck, I love the sound of it.

“What was your mother’s name?” she suddenly asks, snapping me out of my thoughts and threading her fingers with