As he turned the knob and pushed it ajar, his face drained of color as Gabriel stood facing him. “How did you…What the fuck? How did you get on the other side?” Tony asked. Gabriel didn’t answer but instead took hold of Tony’s arms, twisted them behind his back, and breathed coolly into his ear. “Some vampires can walk through walls. I happen to be one of them.” The were-panther swallowed hard and said, “I just…I can’t believe this! You saved me and now you’re saying I belong to you? What kind of logic is that? I’m a human…” His voice trailed off. “I’m a were-panther and I deserve respect!” Gabriel shoved Tony roughly against the wall and leered. “Deny it all you want; it won’t do you any good. You’re my possession now and that’s that. You can’t escape. You can’t run. I will always know where you are. And do were-panthers really have this ‘respect’ you prattle on about so well in this day and age? Look at your wrist and your driver’s license.
