I lie there for a few seconds before falling asleep. I wake up an hour later, and I make my way downstairs again. I find Alpha Gabriel sitting in a chair by himself. His posture is slumped, and he's staring at the floor. He doesn't even seem to notice me when I walk in.
"Hey," I say. "Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry," he whispers.
"For what?" I ask.
"I shouldn't have done what I did," he says. "I knew better."
"It's okay," I say. "I understand."
"I know," he says. "I should never have gotten involved with them in the first place."
"But you did," I say. "And I'm glad that you did, actually. The whole thing ended much faster than I expected."
"Thank god," he sighs. "I've been worrying about this for days."
"I'm sorry that I freaked out earlier," I say. "I just wanted to help you, and I di
