That made her enemy laugh, pleased with her response. He smiled knowingly at her like he somehow knew all her darkest secrets and he couldn’t wait to spill them to anyone who had the time to listen. “Y’know, I forgot how much I liked you, Charlie.” He shook his head, sighing. “It’s such a shame you had to be evil.”

      Charlotte snarled, kicking a stone that happened across her path. “I think you have us confused, Hunt.”

      He shook his head, continuing to smile more. He pretended he hadn’t heard what she said as he uttered out a simple. “You’re clever, I can definitely admit that. I think we would have worked well together.” Charlotte kept her gritted teeth shut. “But alas,” He said dramatically. “You went and ruined any chance of friendship we ever had when you slaughtered my pack.”

      “That’s what you do to animals, isn’t it?” Charlotte hissed out to him, never removing her eyes from his profile.

       Fraser stopped abruptly, turning to Charlotte with furious eyes, burning like embers. “I know you may think humans are somehow better than us, somehow higher, but you’re not.” He had one hand opening his jacket a little so Charlotte caught a glance of the gun. He had his fangs bared. “You are no less monsters than we are. Honestly, I think you may be worse.” He took in a heavy breath so he could steady himself before swaying back on his feet. He forced a smirk to her, cocking an eyebrow. “I really think humans make up this fantasy that they’re better because your people are jealous.”

      Charlotte’s eyes hardened. “I’ll never be jealous of a dog.”