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The fact that Micheal had even attempted to do anything to her made my vision go dark.

“So we have two weeks to figure out how to get the Hellfire under control. How do you plan to do that?”

I had a plan already made up. All I needed were a few small details from Gabriel.

“I need you to give me the list of all the places Catalina has lived. Every house, every apartment. Doesn’t matter. Write the address down.”

I handed him a piece of paper and a pen from the coffee table and watched as Gabriel began to write.

“She’s moved a lot I see.”

Gabriel shrugged as he wrote down the fifth address,

“Yeah, she has.”

“Reason?”

Gabriel continued to write down another address as he spoke,

“Her mom was sick and couldn’t keep a job, so when she stopped working money got super tight. They bounced around from place to place, always trying to find somewhere cheaper to live, her mother moved her and her brothers to different states, and they lived in this little one-bedroom apartment, she had to sleep in the basement, she got cold a lot in the winters but she managed, the third place was a little nicer, I’m not sure why they left that house but I’m pretty sure they just couldn’t afford it anymore. It honestly was the best out of all of them. She had her own bed but she had to share her room with her brothers. The next house was back to that old one-bedroom apartment. They only stayed there a few months but the next place was a one-bedroom with an attic space, guess where she slept.”

A part of me hated that she had moved around so much. Hated that she never really had a place to call her own except this house. She lived in so many places yet she found no sanctuary in any of them.

Gabriel continued,

“She would tell me all the time about how in the summers it was insufferably hot and it was freezing in the winters. In each house, her mother made sure that she and her brothers were the ones with the nicest rooms while Catalina always got the short end of the stick. Eventually, I guess her mother and her husband were able to buy a home but nothing changed. Things got worse, Of course, her mother got the best room and her brothers got their own rooms but Catalina? The basement. They didn’t want to buy her a new bed so she had the futon. Sleeping in an unfinished wet basement with mold and all kinds of damn insects, sleeping on a futon with only a thin blanket and a child-sized tattered pillow,”

Gabriel scribbled down another address as he continued,

“She was always getting sick in that damn house but her mother refused to take her to the doctor, she would tell her to suck it up and deal with it.”

I already hated Catalina’s mother and I knew if I ever saw her I would kill her.

I glanced over at Gabriel and watched as he very quickly wiped a small tear from his face.

“She finally got out though.” looking right at me he said,

“And I’ve never been more proud of her, despite everything that’s has happened, I am still proud of her, of everything she has accomplished.”

Gabriel handed me the paper with the addresses on it and walked towards the door,

“I’ll go and grab us dinner, tell Catalina I’ll be back soon.”

I glanced down at the paper. Thirteen. There were thirteen addresses on that little piece of paper.

* * *

She is stunning.

After Gabriel had left I followed Catalina upstairs to help but she had already gotten a majority of her things put away. I came up behind her and gently brushed the hair to the side and placed a kiss on her delicate throat.

“Seems like someone missed me,” she says breathlessly as she leaned into me. Pressing her body against mine. She felt so damn soft and she tasted so fucking sweet.

“Who wouldn’t miss someone as divine as you, my Queen.”

Queen.

I loved calling her that. It was what she was after all. A Queen. My Queen.

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