*~Gabrielle's POV~*
"So does that mean… that Ariel is coming here behind our backs?" Damien said as he tightened his hand, his claw digging his blood out.
"Damn it. I knew not to trust that witch. One— I knew not to trust that bitch. One moment. I will need to multiply my eyes on her. Don't worry. But first, go get changed. I need to see you, Lucien," Damien said, pulling Lucien aside.
"Really? It's not supposed to be us?" I said, getting jealous a bit. Because why am I not involved in whatever they want to say? I am the White Wolf.
"Um… maybe because… I'm the one with powers?" Lucien said. "And you… just go get dressed and go sleep, Gabrielle. You are weak. Your eyes are all dizzy already."
"I am the White Wolf. I'm more powerful than the both of you. So I demand to be involved."
"Your powers are not here right now. If your mother comes here, you will be the one running, and we will be the ones to fight. So please, go sleep," Lucien said.
