**Gabrielle's POV**
I was stunned when he dropped my hands. I looked at him, only to see the most shocked expression on his face. He turned slowly, and Damien was laughing menacingly.
"Oh, you, brother… Am I right? Azazel is the reason you want her, isn't it? You need her powers to magically bring her back from death. But you're mistaken, clearly. Azazel is dead. I killed her myself," Damien said loudly.
Azazel...? I had heard that name before. I whispered it to myself, and the memory of Lucien pointing his sword at me, mistaking me for her, came rushing back. So, he loves her… or worse, he wants to use me to find her.
Lucien shook his head in denial. His hands were trembling, his claws already beginning to emerge. He was furious.
"Enough, you murderer! She is not dead!" Lucien barked at Damien, but Damien just laughed, throwing his head back.
