Einar

Esme stared up at her mate and held her breath from the furious look on his features. Gabriel knew Einar, and from how he was acting, they did not end on good terms. She reached her hand up and caressed his jaw; Gabriel clasped his hand over hers, then held it and kissed her knuckles before intertwining their fingers and resting their hands on her stomach. He sighed and raked his free hand in his hair, and glared at Marcus.

"Don't glare at him," Esme scolded, "It was my choice. I couldn't leave Brody anywhere else, and Einar.." She gulped, looking at Gabriel worriedly, but he just raised a brow, waiting expectantly for her to continue. "He seemed like someone who'd know what to do with a rogue who might turn into a type 1 any second."