Chapter 176

She barely looked older, with the same tumbling dark curls, brown eyes, sculpted features that ran throughout our bloodline. For a split second I wondered if I was hallucinating or somehow seeing a ghost or spirit. Was that even possible? I was contemplating my sanity when Rebekah spoke gently, in her melodic voice, "It's me, Gabriel. I'm really here." She spoke as if she heard what I was thinking but I was still rendered speechless as she stopped a few feet in front of me. Her eyes took me in greedily, examining every feature of my face, likely comparing me to the child she remembered. Rebekah did not touch me, though. She looked as if she itched to reach out and touch my face but she resisted. My Wolf had gone eerily quiet. I blinked once, twice, trying to adjust to the surrealism of this situation. "How?" I finally asked, my voice coming out steady despite my inner turmoil. I could not comprehend how Raziel would've woken her up or how she knew