Damon tackled Gabriel to the ground and raised his fist, but the vampire sighed and pushed his chest, causing Damon to fly backwards, crash landing on the top of the car bonnet. Gabriel stood again, patting his suit down and readjusting his tie before strolling towards the raging Alpha King. Damon gripped the bonnet, his claws growing and scratching the metal as he growled loudly.
"Now, now. Let us talk like gentlemen here." Gabriel held his hands out in mock surrender. Or so it looked like to Damon. He couldn't help but see red when he looked at the white-haired vampire, both because of his annoying face that he'd seen nightly in his nightmares and because he'd gone M.I.A and not providing his help. This made him wonder if he cared about Aila at all.
"Where were you!?" Damon shouted before leaping forwards again, landing a punch to Gabriel's face.
