Gabriel’s POV“What happens now?” Annie asked while we were eating.I raised my head to look at her. “Now we go home.”I took Aria’s hand in mine. We will finally be at peace. We will finally be able to live like a normal family.“It seems surreal,” Aria mumbled, looking down at her plate.“What does?” I asked her.She put down her fork and looked up at me. “Everything. Are we sure that this is over? It sounds too good to be true. What about the prophecy? What about his threat?”“He is dead, baby,” Nick spoke before I could. “He is gone forever and this whole story is over. Not all prophecies come true.”She sighed and looked back down at her plate. “I guess.”I placed my hand on her back and rubbed small circles soothingly. “Don’t worry, love. It is over.”She looked up at me and gave me a small smile. She didn’t look convinced. I sighed internally. I would make sure she felt safe. I would make sure she believed that this was over.Because it was.It had to be.Nick watched him burn
Gabriel’s POVIt’s been a few days since the battle.Patricia, Mike, and Jack went to Victor’s headquarters to end the inquisition. They should come back in a few days. Mike had been keeping me updated. Patricia didn’t try to take Victor’s position. For now. They were shutting his whole operation down. It wasn’t going as smoothly as we had hoped it would, but they were making progress. They were having trouble with some of Victor’s most loyal followers. They didn’t believe he was dead, and they wanted to continue with the inquisition.I trusted that Mike, Jack, and Patricia would be able to deal with them.The rest of us were packing to go home tomorrow. We stayed so Aria could take care of Zack. And she did an amazing job. Zack was up on his feet, and he was doing well. He got tired easily and he still spends most of his time in bed, but his wound healed miraculously well, and his fever was completely gone.Things around here were a little bit tense.There was something going on betw
Gabriel’s POVI woke up in my bed and sighed constantly. It was December 12th, and it was our birthday. I smiled and opened my eyes.It was the first of many birthdays my sister and I will share.I wished this wasn’t the first one. I wished we had shared our birthdays since the first one, like we were supposed to do.But I can’t change the past. I can only be thankful that I have her here with me now. And I didn’t intend to let her go ever again.I was thankful I waited that long for a haircut.I was thankful I slept in that day and had to go to the salon later.I was thankful I opened the door just in time for her to run into me.I was thankful that she bumped into me that day.I was thankful that Nick managed to convince me to go to one more hotel.I was thankful that Mrs. Black was out that day working in the garden. I was thankful she approached Aria, talked to her, and told me about it.I was thankful for each and every decision that led me to my sister.I got out of bed and look
Gabriel’s POV“Aria!” I yelled.Where the hell is, she? We are going to be late.I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen. Aria walked in wearing a dress and white sneakers. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and she had a little makeup on.“Why are you in such a hurry?” she asked. “Nick is not even here yet.”“I promised Zack we would come a little earlier so I could help him hang the sign,” I explained.“We will be there on time,” she smiled. “Don’t worry.”There was a knock on the door, and Nick walked inside. His eyes immediately went to Aria, and he gave her a small smile. That guy was totally whipped.“Are you ready?” he asked us, reaching his hand to Aria.“Yes,” she smiled and took his hand in hers.We walked outside, and I locked the front door. We got into my car and started driving to Jake and Cassie’s house.We didn’t really need to drive there, considering it was only a five-minute walk, but the sign was too big to carry, so I had to put it in my car.“Does Cassie know anyth
Gabriel’s POVThe smell of burnt flesh was the only thing in the air these days. It was making me sick. The only thing that helped was this cheap wine I was drinking. I was halfway through my second bottle when Louis walked in carrying a box full of liquor.“They burned another one today. Man, you would think we would have left witch-hunting in the Middle Ages,” he said, putting the box down. He looked at me frowning. “How many of those are you going to drink today?” he asked pointing at my now almost empty bottle.I looked at him and pulled my wallet out. “Until I give you all my money.”“You know I shouldn’t even be serving you. There is a rumor about you.”I was lucky he didn’t believe in witches and warlocks. Or any supernatural being for that matter. Because the rumors were true. I am a warlock.“What rumor?” I asked, knowing damn well what he was going to say.He coughed and pulled a towel to wipe some glasses that were drying on the bar.“You know… They say you are a…,” he was
Gabriel’s POVI woke up feeling like shit. Fucking red mush.I got up and went to the bathroom. After I did my morning business, I turned the shower on and hopped in. The cold water woke me up from my drunken state. I need to quit drinking. Or at least drink something other than that thing Louis called wine. I always felt like crap afterward.I looked in the mirror and smirked. Louis was right. I did look like a werewolf. My dark brown hair was a tangled mess on top of my head. I would cut it today.My biggest assets are my green eyes. I was tall. 6’3 of pure muscles. I was pretty well-built for a 20-year-old guy. Women loved me. And I loved them. They were good for sex. I loved seducing them. But I didn’t see myself ever caring for any woman. I was fine on my own. I did not need nor wanted to love anybody. I got all the sex I needed without loving them or caring for them.The only person I ever loved was my grandma. She was the only family I had. She raised me and loved me. I have he
Gabriel’s POVWhat the fuck was that? I stormed into my house and headed straight to the fridge. I grabbed a beer and chugged. I was pissed out of my mind. Who the hell is she? After she ran away from me and I managed to pull my head out of my ass, I quickly got in my car and tried to find her. I was out of luck, of course. After an hour of driving around the town like a crazy person, I decided to go home. I was risking being caught by those fire-loving fuckers.I had seen a lot of pretty women in my life. Fucked a lot of them. But never in my life was I frozen and speechless by just looking into the eyes of one. It was driving me crazy.What confused me, even more, was that I didn’t want to fuck her. I mean, she was gorgeous. Small, curvy, silky hair, round lips, and those mesmerizing green eyes. But I didn’t want to fuck her. I just wanted to be with her. Talk to her. Protect her. And that scared the crap out of me. I even thought she charmed me. I mean she was a witch after all.
Gabriel’s POVI think my brain was going to burst. I groaned and turned to my side. I tried to fall asleep again, but my hangover wouldn’t let me.I didn’t really know how much I had drunk the previous night. I just know it was a lot. I remember coming to the club with Nick. We went through security and said hello to Sebastian. He saw how pissed off I was, and he didn’t even try to talk to me. I saw him and Nick exchange looks. Nick just shook his head and Sebastian sighed slightly. Assholes. They think I don’t notice their silent conversations.I didn’t let that bug me for long. I grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel’s behind a bar and sat at our usual spot. Nick and I drank that bottle pretty quickly. He can hold his liquor better than me. Being half werewolf had its benefits. It took more for him to get drunk, and he didn’t have to suffer from a hangover after. Lucky son of a bitch.I don’t remember much after that first bottle. Music was loud and the bar was packed with hot, slutty wom