"I am sorry, Nyx" The words echoed across Esme's mind as her eyes fluttered open to the rays of sunlight lighting up the master bedroom she found herself in. The she-wolf squinted at the brightness, then tensed slightly before relaxing further at the beautiful man whose bare chest she was resting her head against. Esme looked up at Gabriel in wonder; her hand slowly went to his sleeping face and paused when she saw the ruby ring on her finger. Tears streamed down her face, and her hand trembled to stroke eius amores face.