mallory-roth:

I agree. We’ll do what it takes. Even if that means setting the fucking place on fire.

Good. So we better make sure all of our hunters attend that ball. You’re absolutely right, it’s more than likely going to turn into a complete disaster.

mallory-roth:

Christ…

Based on what we’ve seen, I doubt we’ll get by with no surprises.

Which is why every single one of you needs to be ready to go on the offensive in a moment’s notice. I’m afraid, my dear, that sparing this town may no longer be an option we can afford.

mallory-roth:

Yeah? I don’t like the smile that went with that. What’s going on?

I found her a few years ago… in New Orleans… during Katrina. I caught her and bound her to myself, with the help of a witch. She is a Siren, Mallory. She will kill the wolves for us if we need her to in the end, just with her voice. And she will give the witches a hell of a hard time as well. Or at least she should, if there are no more surprises waiting for us in this town.

mallory-roth:

…What about her?

She is about as human as Caleb, Mallory. Only she’s not a werewolf… nowhere near close, actually.

mallory-roth:

What is it?

Isabelle.

mallory-roth:

Then how will we solve it? We can only use what we know. We need something else, something…stronger. Let’s hunt together, let me out into the field again. Let’s work together again. We can take them down if they don’t see us coming.

Mmmm… We’ll go to this ball, do some scouting and see what we can find out… after that, we go on the offensive. Luckily for us, I’m not entirely unprepared. We do have one thing that may actually help us. Maybe…

mallory-roth:

They have protection here. How does that change our plans? Caleb—do we still want to put down Caleb?

Of course… just like we have to put down every other wolf. But it’s safe to say he’s not a priority anymore. This girl… she’s a witch… and she’s more than likely not the only one here… We’ll have to be very careful now… Nothing that we know will help us against this kind of problem.

mallory-roth:

I do believe you. I just hate that I couldn’t do what you asked of me again. And now she knows—well, she knows more about us than she did before. And that nightmare, that fucking nightmare…

It’s not your fault… I didn’t think this was even a possibility… But I suppose it does make sense… why the Loup Garou came here to hide…

mallory-roth:

She spoke Latin at me. If you had seen the way her eyes just… Yes, I’m positive it was her. She went stone cold and made my skin feel like it was melting off.

I see… You’ll have to believe me when I tell you I had no idea that would happen, or else wouldn’t have asked you to kill her… This is a problem that may be well beyond our means…

mallory-roth:

She…I don’t know what happened. One minute I had my gun to her forehead, the next I was losing my mind. It was like some kind of awful nightmare. It…was like she knew me? Everything I fear or hate or want was there, and I couldn’t even stand up or see straight afterward. Andrew had to carry me home.

… And you are sure she did this to you? It was her doing?