GABRIEL'S POV
Heck! Not again!
I smashed the phone on the ground and walked into the bathroom. I had a nice long bath before returning to my room, where I saw Rocco staring at me with a disturbed look on his face and I walked over to him. I let out a deep breath as I placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I wonder what happened. I wonder why we became this weak and I can't help but think people are starting to take us for granted. Go call Dante for me." I ordered, releasing him from my grip while I returned to sit on a couch.
I stared at the cigarette on the table with a detached look on my phone as the door closed behind Rocco. I was messed up and this wasn't like me. Since I met Aurelia, I had become weaker and people are starting to step on me anyhow.
Where was the scary, bloodthirsty
