Gabriel had turned to leave, striding back towards Cat. He paused at Alexandria's comment, turning to look over his shoulder with a mild frown. "You'll need my help. Just ask yourself one question: Do you think the Malvora would really seize the initiative and make such overt moves behind your back like this? Or do you think, perhaps, they've been put up to it." He wrapped turned again and wrapped his arm around Cat, pulling her close as he sauntered casually off. "Think very carefully, Baroness of the White Court about what bridges you want to burn and find me when you need help."<br/><br/>Finally, the two left the hive they had poked. Guns were still leveled at them by guards on the walls. Gabriel gave them an unconcerned look, then dismissed them entirely. Once back in the car, the Warden took a deep breath and let it out in one go, putting one hand to his face. "We should leave. My hold on my mantle is tenuous at best. The pounding in my head tells me only to hunt or to fuck. I think it's best if I hunt some Malvora." He shuddered at the lust in his mind, for both blood and for Catherine.