Gabriel’s POV
I was just leaving the meeting hall when I heard a familiar voice call my name.
Eric Townsend.
I gritted my teeth and continued walking, quickly putting more distance between him and I. I knew that he was far enough from me that I could use the excuse that I didn’t hear him the next time I saw him.
I simply didn’t want to deal with any of his crap right then.
Especially not when he was trying to get me mated to his daughter.
I used the rest of the brisk walk to my home to make a mental checklist of all the other tasks I needed to do for the day. It was already late morning by what I could tell, and I was already beginning to feel the weariness creeping in.
Maybe I’d have to rest a bit - I did have injuries that still had some healing to do, after all.
I made a mental
