Past and present blurred in the firelight, a tidal wave of panic crashing over Gabriel.
*Lydia…*
"Lydia!"
He shoved aside the burning beam pinning him, oblivious to the flames searing his palms into a b****y mess, and staggered out of the villa in a daze. He had to see me, to know I was real, to quiet the heart lodged in his throat.
At the Hartwell villa, he screamed my name until his voice gave out, raw and desperate. The heavy door finally creaked open.
Before he could catch his breath, a fist slammed into his face.
Gabriel stumbled back, crashing against the cold doorpost, meeting Jonathan's icy glare. "Fire didn't take you out, huh? Guess you're hard to kill."
Gabriel didn't care about the fire or who started it. He just needed to push past this wolf and get inside. "Let me see
