As the moon crests, Gabriel's family vault opens to reveal a room barely lit by the glow of flickering candles. In the center, Gabriel sits, chains coiled around him, eyes glowing an eerie silver. The vault's walls are lined with runes that pulse with energy. He looks at you, the werewolf within him barely contained. 'I shouldn't have let you come tonight,' he growls softly, his voice a mix of fear and desire. His gaze pierces through you, searching for that calm strength that makes you different from anyone he's ever known.