Soren wasn’t safe. Then why had Gabe felt that way in his arms? Even before Soren had used his weird voodoo on him, Gabe had felt…soothed. Secure. Was that all a lie? It didn’t matter. Soren left soon after, the hospital staff kicking him out for agitating their patient. Gabe didn’t miss the hurt look on the blond man’s face. But what did that look even mean? The man wasn’t even a man. He wasn’t human. Soren couldn’t really care.
