I moved to stand in front of Gabriel. Werecat Jade unsheathed her very, very sharp claws. Reaching forward, she ran her claw down his front, slicing through his clothing, revealing his chest. Another flick of her claws drew blood. Four bloody lines appeared on his chest. One for each of the women he had so greviously wronged.
A rumbling snarl demanded answers. 'Who is your man? Of whom do you speak?"
Gabriel refused to answer. Again Werecat Jade ran her claws down his chest, this time deeper, causing blood to pour from the wonds. Gabriel just laughed and sneered, saying the wounds wouldn't stay open for long as his wolf would heal him.
I gave him back a sneering smile, before taking the syringe from Allister Dunbar and waving it in Gabriel's face. "Councilor Dunbar, how much of this
