A/N: seriously ma peeps, review. It sucks not hearing any critiques or 'I like that's. My boyfriend and me broke up, so I'm slightly heartbroken still…sorry I haven't been updating, as I should have. I still have a lot of hurt in me, so this chapter could suck, rock, or be okay. Review please…

I LOOKED AT WHAT THE CRAZY MONK WAS HANDING ME. A rock. Around a string. Was this a joke? Anger built up inside of me quickly. How dare he trick me! Did he get his kicks out of watching me suffer? I shoved down the heated emotions. No, I told myself, calm down. He wouldn't do that. But then Gabriel laughed and spiked my fury ounce more. "what?" I snapped at him. His face fell upon my tone, returning to seriousness. "Do you know what this is Daniel?" he asked me gravely. 'He mocks you' hissed the wolf, 'it's a rock. He thinks you're too incompetent to know that? Show him your not' my fists clenched in effort to keep it at bay. "A rock" I answered through my teeth. Gabriel stepped back slightly, worried look on his face. "It's a moonstone," he corrected. I leaped away from him. What was he thinking? The moon makes us into…it. The beast. The urbat. My back hit the wall as I attempted to get further from the evil rock. 'Keep it away' I thought furiously. He stepped closer to me. "Keep it away!" I bellowed loudly. His face and stance remained the same. "Daniel, trust me. It'll help you." He tried smoothly. No. No it wouldn't. He needs to stay away from me. Far, far away. "No! I know what the moon does," I screamed. My thoughts were only on betrayal. Why? I thought he was on my side. Why would he do this? "Touch it. One finger, just poke it." He asked patiently. No. I would not touch it. I wouldn't even look at it. That stone was vile. Just like me, it was dangerous. No good. Just no. I whipped my head around franticly. "No." I told him. But as I looked into his eyes, and seen the compassion within them, it reminded me so much of the Devine's. He reminded me of Jude. So open and caring, always wanting to help. Why would he try to hurt me? 'Okay,' I thought to myself, 'just reach out and poke it'. My finger reached out slowly, cautiously, and made contact with the stone. Power pulsed off of it, I realized that now, and the wolf settled deeper inside me. I let off the breath I had been holding. I had my answer. He wouldn't.