Betrayal– what did they do to you, then? Talk shit about you like everyone else in your pack?
Like I can trust a word that comes out of your mouth? It takes one to know one, and right now I trust him more than I trust you.
“I wanted something, they were in my way, he was in my way, so I got rid of them both. Go ahead and ask your mother the truth when I decide the day I finally rid myself of you.”
“It speaks to your character, doesn’t it, Tina?” Malcolm sneered, placing his hands behind his back comfortably and taking a step forward. He could tear her heart easy as apple pie or somehow detach her head from her body without hesitation, but the hybrid species were unbalanced and unpredictable. One wrong move and it would be his heart laying on the ground or his head rolling. How everyone would rejoice, disgusting. “I’m a psychopath with blood on his hands, he’s a psychopath with blood flowing through the streets, and yet you trust him. A monster finding comfort in the company of another monster.”