Chapter 16 : No Promises

Gabriel’s POV

My brothers were trying to kill me with stress. Before our cousin could assassinate me in a jealous rage. Before a rival pack could take me out, or even before I died of an ulcer, my brothers would do it, making me worry to death.

Assholes.

First Gael wouldn’t answer his phone during the party, now Missael was pulling the exact same crap. He at least sent me an automated text telling me that he was driving and would talk later, so there was that. But really, it shouldn’t take this long to drive the book club anywhere.

They couldn’t be fine with the campus coffee house, no, they needed to go all the way to that little diner, which was admittedly good. Gael had dragged us there from time to time for after-party food but still.

“You’re pacing again,” Gael called, sprawled out on the couch and on his phone. He was still up and hadn’t attended any parties that I knew were going on, meaning he was worried too.

After he had texted us about Eleonore joining the boo