Lani wakes in the morning. The word wake might be a slight stretch, she hardly slept, her head is pounding from a hangover and from running every moment in the alley over and over in her mind. His voice, it was so distorted.
But one thing is clear, she knows what she has to do.
It is still early. The twins aren’t due to get up for another two hours. Lani showers quickly and pulls on a pair of navy blue tights and a black misfits tank top, brushing her hair and braiding it loosely down her back. Lani nods into the mirror and sneaks out of the house, walking straight toward the dungeons. Lani walks straight in and stands at the bars, Gabriel is still curled up in his luxurious bed.
“Gabriel”
Lani’s voice is soft but it doesn’t take much to stir the man. Gabriel sits up in the bed rubbing
