KILLIAN'S HULKING FIGURE GLIDED CLOSER COMPLETELY SOUNDLESS, and he began to shake his head. Something behind his eyes told her there was something dark and sinister that laid there.
"Everything had been going so well. Your Mate and I had a deal." He gave an exaggerated sigh before his voice hardened into something much angrier. "Then you werewolves had to come and fuck it all up."
Alison growled in response, eyes observing the tiniest of movements he made. She expected him to strike at any second, she knew Killian well, and she knew what he was capable of. So many times, she had experienced his merciless actions that seemed so inhumane. Alison didn't even think he had a heart.
"Why couldn't you just let us be? We would have left your pack alone."
