Gabrielle
“What…..” blearily my eyes blinked open.
When I had closed them it had been Diablos face I had last seen. His gorgeous rugged face. And he had been worried. It was etched with it.
I had only closed my eyes for a second. I was sure of it but it wasn’t Diablo , whose face hovered above mine.
It was Dewi Llewelyn.
And I wasn’t on the damp forest floor either. I was in a bed as comfortable as a cloud.
“Where am I? Where is Diablo?” Panic ripped through me, I jerked upright . Fighting against the tucked in covers that cocooned me.
Where was Diablo? Why was I here if he wasn’t? Was he dead?
Tears sprang into my eyes.
He couldn’t be dead, he just couldn’t.
“Settle Gabby… Gabrielle .” Dewi amended quickly. “You are still healing.” He shook his head as he used his big han
