Emily watched as Sapphire entered the room, her door swinging open. After being given the potion to drink, instead of leaving, Sapphire took a seat on the chair.
Just then, Gabriel walked in, greeted her with a smile, but she didn't return it. She wondered what kind of lies Drake must have told him to convince him to join forces.
"You look dreadful," Gabriel remarked.
"Thanks," Emily replied, devoid of any humor.
Sapphire observed them silently, her arms crossed over her chest. Gabriel walked over to the window and stood there.
"Why are you doing this, Gabriel?" Emily inquired. She was grateful for the ability to speak and that she hadn't been mistreated in any way. In her current condition, she was being given some consideration. She dreaded to think of what Drake might have done to her otherwise.
Gabriel smiled and shrugged. "Honestly, I'm not sure anymore," he admitted, glancing at Sapphire, who appeared surprised. "My men were killed, more than the werewolves. I'm not pleased abou
