SHADES OF HUMANITY
Morgan couldn’t take her eyes off Gabriel. She had so many unanswered questions about the sweet, broody Ange’el. The man who had jumped in front of a car to save her life was believed a coward in this strange land. It just doesn’t add up. How can anyone think he’s a coward?
Ollie was sitting on a bench in the healing room of the Sacred House. Gabriel was beside him, cleaning his wound and applying some healing gel. His long hands were so gentle—how could these be the same strong hands that had fought for her at the Met? Morgan recognised Gabriel’s expression and gestures. She had seen the same practices being used by Viviane and Sage when they were taking care of Gabriel. You’re a healer too, Morgan thought as she observed the Ange’el. Gabriel closed his eyes; he seeme
