*~Gabrielle's POV~*
I managed to stand up, but I immediately fell back on my legs, and Lucien immediately carried me, and both of us almost started running down from the rooftop. When Lucien grabbed onto a rod, I managed to help us get back up—all within a second. We managed to get back onto the rooftop, my heart pounding loudly. I honestly thought we were going to die from that fall.
"What were you thinking?" I said, as he turned to me, even though he was so dizzy.
"I told you not to drink that," he said, stretching his hand toward me.
"Drink what?"
"The beer," he said.
We held onto each other. "Let's get down from the rooftop before we kill each other."
We got down from the rooftop, and that's when I heard Damien's voice talking to some wolf guards. The conversation was about Alaric, my mother, and some wolf shifters. He had been extra paranoid about this whole issue ever since he found out Alaric was also a wolf shifter and thought he was Azazel.
