Chapter 150

"Some things you are better off not knowing. Gabriel will take care of it." "How do you know?" I pressed. "He's the only one that can, and I found some information that indicates he has an advantage." "What advantage is that?" "You're very persistent," Raziel observed, dryness creeping into his tone. "It always irritates Gabriel, too," I said quietly, forcing the sadness away. "But you have to understand why I need to know what you told him. I can't sleep, I can barely eat thinking about what could be happening to him. We Mated . . . and the next morning he was just gone. He left me without a word, even with this new bond between us. I can't just let him go off without knowing what he's getting himself into. And my Wolf . . . she's so distraught . . ." "I know." I felt my frustration rise to the surface. "You're not a Mated werewolf, how could you know?" I demanded sharply, quickly snapping my mo