**Three Weeks Later**
The war with Dante was over. His body had been found in the warehouse where he'd held me, three bullets in his chest and one between his eyes. Gabriel had made sure of that personally.
The other families had fallen in line quickly after that. No one wanted to challenge a man who'd torn through an entire operation single handedly to get his woman back. Gabriel's reputation had gone from respected to legendary overnight.
But I could see the toll it had taken on him. The nightmares that woke him in the middle of the night. The way his hand would unconsciously reach for me throughout the day, as if reassuring himself I was still there. The shadows in his eyes that hadn't quite faded.
We'd both been through hell. And somehow, we'd come out the other side together.
Now
