GABRIELLE

Damn it, it’s the white sorceress—but she’s not alone. The rich scent of apples seeps into my nose, impetuous and dominant.

How the hell can I get rid of this relentless man?

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"Help me remove her bandages. The medicine I applied should have done its job by now..."

"Wait, sorceress!" I grab her hand almost by accident. "Can’t you do that alone? If not, wait for my daughter or another woman to help you…"

"Valeria is busy and pregnant. Do you really want to burden her even more? Or have her worry about seeing you injured?" His firm, masculine voice leaves me no room to refuse.

I press my lips together, annoyed. I certainly don’t want to add more weight to my daughter’s shoulders, but why can’t this useless witch do it herself? It’s just removing a bandage!

"I’m allowing him to stay because he’s your mate. I believe it’s best for him to know how to care for you," the sorceress explains with respect but firmness.

They used to tremble in my presence, and now they even dare to