My long-lost grandmother left me a letter with major revelations:
I have a twin sister
We come from a family of witches
Gargoyles are real and to trust them
Still, reading a note is different than seeing a gray creature with a massive wingspan flying down at me. Instinct kicks in and I run.
When it comes to fight or flight, I choose flight every time. I might as well have wings like these supernatural beings. I ran from a dark sorcerer trying to exploit me, and I ran from demons who want to claim our familys grimoire. Now that they were defeated, I thought it was safe to return and introduce myself to my sister.
But this gargoylewhos not just any gargoyle, but a commander leading a team of them in Montrealwants us to come with him. The demons might be back, and my sister and me could be targetedagain.
Should I trust this gargoyle? Or stick with whats kept me alive so farrun?
Fated to the Gargoyle is a fated mates, protector romance.
