Gabriel stormed into the abandoned building. The broken doors slammed against the walls.
In the far corner, the man hunched over a rickety table, busy with vials that glowed faintly. The man turned, startled by the noise, his eyes adjusting to the sudden, overwhelming presence of the vampire lord.
"Lord Gabriel… is everything okay?" he. "You look like—"
But Gabriel didn't wait for him to finish. In the blink of an eye, he was across the room. His hand shot out, and before he could react, Gabriel had him by the throat, lifting him clean off the ground.
"You son of a bitch!" Gabriel snarled, fangs bared. "You told me she wouldn't get pregnant!"
He barely had time to gasp before Gabriel hurled him like a rag doll across the room. He crashed into a pile of rotting furniture.
The man groaned, wincing as he pushed himself up. "What the hell are you talking about?!"
Gabriel was on the move again, stalking forward. His eyes were glowing now.
