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“ they want to get rid of you. all of you ! ” leonard yelled, stepping impossibly close towards the werewolf, his body trembling in anger for a second before he regretted it all. he wasn’t angry at rory. he had no right to take it out on her, either. so he moved back, away from her, fingers running through his blond, curly locks. “ i had to do all that, there was no peaceful way, rory —- they made me to end you all. to rule the world by themselves. ” he said, golden hues finding her gaze. “ no. they made me into this abomination, a superior of my kind. of all kinds. so be it. i am taking what’s rightfully mine. ” then his soft blues returned, tender gaze on her as he swallowed. “ i almost told you way too many times, you know. ”
“what are you-” her mouth opens and closes, hazel eyes blinking rapidly at the outburst. he doesn’t yell at her; not ever. but this...whatever this was was too much to bear. the truth. “they made you ??” she repeats, dread lacing her tone. her hand still clings to his shirt but now her grip loosens. “to eradicate the downworld ??” that’s what he’s saying isn’t he ?? that the clave intended for him to destroy people like her. but that doesn’t excuse the blood on his hands. glassy eyes fix upon his, twisting ache burying itself in her chest. “i wish you had.” the wolf says softly. “then it wouldn’t be too late.”









