Alpha Gabriel seethed with barely contained fury as he paced his study, the image of his runaway bride burning in his mind.
What do you do when your pet bird escapes its confines and dares to soar to freedom? he thought and his lips curled into a snarl. You hunt her down with wild determination, enraged that she dared take flight. And when you catch her, you rip her wings from her body, stripping away any chance of freedom.
That was exactly what he planned to do when he caught Victoria. The thought of her defiance made his blood boil, his fists clenching as he imagined her pleading for mercy. "Does she think she can hide from me forever?" he growled under his breath. "I don't fucking think so."
