“You’re a bad person, too,” I whisper, as a small tear slips from the corner of my eye. “Fuck,” he grunts, catching the tear with his thumb and bringing it to his mouth to lick it off. “Yeah, babe, I am, I’m the fucking worst. But to beat the monsters, one must become one.” “Killian! Get them out!” Kallisto screams from the background. I spin around to see Kyrin throwing a feisty Lilith over his shoulder.
