Diablo
She was gone, for a second every morning when I opened my bleary and blood shot eyes I reached for her. My tiger needing to touch her, to smell her and then it would all hit me like a punch to the gut.
Gabrielle was gone.
My mate, the one person in the entire world who I should have protected and loved was gone. And she had done it without even looking back.
I knew I deserved it , and probably much more but it didn’t take the pain away. The overwhelming emptiness that was eating me alive.
I was an asshole, but I was her asshole. I would have done better. Been better . If only she had given me a chance.
Instead she had left and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. There were no leads as to where she was. Even though I had as many men out searching as I could muste
