Mercy & Her Devils: Pack Bonds Omegaverse by Rosemary A Johns

Author:Rosemary A Johns [Johns, Rosemary A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Gabriel’s Bedroom, Devil Estate

Gabriel leads the way into his bedroom on the first floor of the log cabin, before firmly closing the door behind me.

He’s pale, and his mouth is set in a thin line.

He’s been quiet ever since I told him what I discovered in the file.

But then, I would be too, if I knew that the FBI had unmasked me and the President himself wanted me dead.

“Finally,” he mutters, “we get some time to ourselves.”

He doesn’t wrap his arms around me like I’m expecting.

Instead he clasps his hands behind his back and begins to pace agitatedly from one side of the small room to the other, deep in thought.

His lavender eyes are as beautiful and bright as they ever were.

He’s still gorgeous.

But there’s worry lines furrowed between his brows that weren’t there before, along with a haunted look in his expression that makes my heart ache.

We’re not kids any longer.

We’ve grown up and survived.

Despite everything, I love the way that this room is warm, smelling of cinnamon coffee. Neither the guest room nor balcony had borne Gabriel’s scent, which makes sense if he’s been away for weeks and rarely spends time here anyway.

But I can tell that this is his room.

And that’s depressing.

Dismayed, I stare around at the near empty bedroom.

A single window looks out over the forest. Light streams through, lighting my face, but it’s the only cheery thing in the room.

Otherwise, the room is bare. There’s a single bed in the center that has plain olive cotton bedding and no extra pillows.

It could be a military barracks.

Is this how Gabriel likes it?

It definitely looks like a soldier’s room, someone who’s used to moving from place to place at short notice and so doesn’t collect many belongings.

Gabriel was like that as a kid.

There are no personal items, pictures, or trinkets.

There’s only a single photograph, which is tacked next to the bed.

Curious, I wander to look at it more closely.

Then I smile.

The photograph’s of Antonio and Kai.

Antonio’s laid out in a forest glade with his head pillowed in Kai’s lap. He’s squinting at the camera in what appears to be the summer sun and laughing. He looks like a self-satisfied cat.

I flush, when I see that Kai is stripped to only his trousers. His chest is muscled, defined, and fucking magnificent.

His hand is resting possessively on Antonio’s head.

Gabriel must have taken the picture.

The two men look happy together. I love that Gabriel has that.

But then, why is he banished to this lonely bedroom by himself?

Why does it only smell of him and not his other pack mates?

Underneath the photograph on the bedside table is a single item: a jeweled dragon.

The dragon is beautiful and made out of rubies for its scales and aquamarine gems for its fierce eyes.

I stroke my finger over its head.

It sort of looks like me.

How much is this worth?

I glance over my shoulder at Gabriel. “Still believe in dragons, Gabe?”

Finally, Gabriel stops pacing. “Something like that.”

He tilts his head like he’s analyzing how to move me as a piece in a chess game.

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