*Gabe*
The relief of having Estelle back was short-lived. I was no closer to finding the person responsible for the rumors about her, and seeing the livid bruise on her side was at the forefront of my mind. It must've been painful. I didn't understand why she insisted that it wasn't.
I didn't really understand Estelle at all. For someone who'd fought so hard to leave, she changed her mind so easily. Then again, if the pull she felt was anywhere near as strong as mine, I was impressed she'd resisted it at all.
From the moment I caught her scent, I knew that I had to have her.
The desire I felt to possess her was a weakness, and if I could overcome it, I would. It would be too easy for an enemy to use her against me. I knew that I was being irrational and that my rage would cause con
