Beth Gabriel Walking Dead Novels & Stories

*Gabriel's POV* The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the pack mansion as I, Gamma Gabriel, navigated through the dimly lit corridors. The weight of the impending decision pressed on me like an oppressive force, the consequences looming over my every step. Alpha Draxler's urgent mission had bound my fate to a precarious crossroad, and I couldn't shake the unease that gripped me.

After a moment of hesitation, they reluctantly stepped back, giving Gabriel some relief. Gabriel, wearing an expression of contrition, approached me, gracefully lowering himself to one knee. "I'm truly sorry, Rachel. I should have never walked out like...." He began to speak, but before his words could fully form, I interrupted him with my own apology. "It's okay, Gabriel. I'm sorry too." I found it difficult to meet his gaze, my sympathy for him intensifying as I realized he had spent the night outside, sleeping near the entrance of the mansion.

Gabriel walked quickly back to his office but I still managed to catch up. Why am I following this guy again? Closing the door to his office he pulled me to sit on the couch. "What do you think you were thinking back there? you let Slade fully control you? You almost killed Danna. Do you know that it will make a war between our packs?" Gabriel said. He gets the first aid kid and put it in the table and cleaned my wounds. Gabriel didn’t know that I can heal myself.

The latter remained silent while her arms were crossed before her as if the topic did not bother her the slightest. Michael the Loyal gnashed his teeth before he shook his head discreetly, away from the Ambivalent citizens’ prying eyes. “My son is on the lookout from Transylvania Academy. I even got that wench’s filthy zombie friend as the last card.” Gabriel the Faithful nodded his head as he totally agreed with the loyal guardian angel’s plans. “My son came back yesterday from being dead,” said Gabriel the Faithful, “I will let him help your son. At least they will have a use this time, right?”

"Your help is not needed since it something simple. A base alpha doesn't know what and what not to do with both his hands. So I am going to remind him about having some manners." "Okay, boss. See you tomorrow then." 'Base alpha, whoever you are, I pity you because your night is going to feel like hell.' Guss thought as he watched his young master walk out of the office. Gabriel left the building, headed into the company's parking lot, and got into his car. "Good evening, sir. Where to?" Bob asked. "Take me to Zac's house." Gabriel commanded. "Now?" "Why? Don't you have the address that I asked you to get this morning?"

The only fresh blood was Gabe’s. I nearly snicker when I see “Gabriel” walking down the alley. Really Buddy with a wig, make-up and a fake Viuda Negra vest that Mags sewed. From the angle and with it being dark though, he looks spot on. “That’s Gabriel Casillas and a couple of his pack members going in. That’s about when I got the call. I was probably there within ten minutes and in that time nobody else came or went,” I explain.

Matthew said. “Channel from me. I have a lot of energy reserved and I unlocked my parallel curse. I’m pretty strong.” Gabriel said. “Gabriel?” Daisy said. “Mom? I’ll be fine.” Gabriel said. Gabriel lay on the space on the ground where Wendy had marked out. Wendy sat by Gabriel’s right side and held his right hand while Matthew sat by his left side holding his left hand. “I need you to close your eyes, Gabriel.” Wendy said. “I need his blood. Cut him again.” Wendy said.

He was sitting across from her on the ledge. "Oh," she said, startled. "I am Gabriel, Gabriel Michelson. You now belong to me. This is my place, but in time you will find better accommodations. In time you will learn and grow." He smiled and then looked over the edge. "What are you?" She gasped. "I have had many names over the years; I have been called the un-dead. In many ways, those were right to call me that. I am,” he paused and narrowed his eyes. “Different." Gabe moved, dropping off the side of the ledge effortlessly.

Gabriel assured. He sighed heavily. "You've shed blood and you know what it tastes like. Welcome to the world boy, and be strong for the battles ahead" Gabriel said before walking out. He took a deep breath again. He stood up and walked to the window. He opened the curtains awide as he stared into the darkness outside of the room. His heart raced back to Galina's words. "Welcome to the darkness" Her voice echoed all over his head

After Cynthia sent Zion to school in the morning, she saw Gabriel getting off the bed with the help of his bodyguards the moment he entered the room. "You … How can you get out of bed? " She asked angrily. Gabriel laughed, he stood up and indicated to the bodyguards by his side that they did not need to support him anymore. Gabriel walked step by step towards the panic-stricken her. Even though his steps were unstable and revealed a pained expression between his brows, he did not stop his steps. He walked all the way to her front and reached out to lightly stroke her cheek, "I can't lie down forever."