"I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU." Grayson said, looking at Gabriel's body that laid on the ground, anger evident within his face, nostrils flared.
It never took a genius to realise he was pissed off. "Tell me where Marcel is." He repeated, stubborn.
Seriously this guy never got the hint, his determination amazed Grayson, he was worse than Marcel. He was going to do everything in his power to get what he wanted, nothing was going to stop him, not even him.
Gabriel took a stand, slowly stepping towards him. "If you don't I'll be the one hurting you." He said once more, giving him the benefit of a doubt.
"How many times do I have to repeat myself, I don't know!" Grayson screamed, his wolf surfaced. He felt the beast's presence within him, stirring just above his conscious mind.
"So be it." Gabriel said, with a determination Grayson had never seen before. Within a blink of an eye, he moved forward quickly, swinging his fisted hand around, smacking Grayson across the cheek.
