Gabriel’s POV:
It seemed that my timing had been impeccable once again.
About thirty minutes later…
I had been planning to follow Victor to the meetings this morning, with the desire deep within me to do anything to distract myself. Thoughts of Feyre consumed me even as I walked past her, taking my Beta with me, and I knew very well that if I had spared even a second to listen to them, I would turn right back and leave my duties behind me.
She was just too much for me.
It was only when I had gotten near the forest with Victor chattering on about the delegates of the other pack by my side, that I had a reason to turn back.
I heard someone calling me with desperate sounds.
“Alpha! Alpha!”
Victor and I had turned back abruptly to find one of my guards sat ironed at my home running tow
