He waited until after midnight for everyone to be asleep. When the household fell silent, he called for Lucien to come to him. Gabriel sensed Lucien’s presence before he actually saw him. All the air in the room seemed to collect in one space and then a light, so bright and vivid, its source could only be preternatural enveloped the room. The rest of the area became an airless vacuum and yet he was able to breathe. Gabriel saw a silhouette and then all other objects in the room blurred and melted away, leaving only Lucien. “Behold me, Gabriel and give me the awe I deserve! You are seeing me as I am, without illusions so that you may know my power, my beauty, and my seductive nature and embrace it. For, I am a part of you and you are a part of me.” His beauty was virtually indescribable, far surpassing that of the majestic white wolf or the man he’d saw later. As he drew closer, no more than a foot away from where Gabriel stood, he held out his arms, palms facing up, his eyes the darkest of blue, above them, rested long, silver lashes.
