Tiger stiffened some when he walked over near her, but kept her eyes on him, and didn't attack, just watched. "Your pack ? You can't be an alpha of course..I mean your beautiful but seriously? I expected a bit more of a challenge, and possibly a bit stronger." He said and she was about to slap him across the face when he moved away from her some, looking like he was smelling the air. "The scent leaves no sign of vampire or werewolf alike. But, the marks were made to look like one of your kind planned it out. I wonder." He spoke, thinking out loud and Ty kept her eyes on him as she too smelled the air to find he was right. The air was thick with the smell of death, but also of something else. Something that was neither werewolf, nor vampire, and that made absolutely no sense.
She watched as he picked up a candle. "We must burn the bodies and leave the evidence of our kind..but something tells me if we do that..they will know we are alive..And that dear wolf girl, is exactly what we want." She sighed as he dropped the burning candle and the bodies quickly started to burn, causing the air to fill with the sickening scent of death. Burning death.
"I'm Michael..I would shake your hand but first I must know if you are willing to help me hunt them down..They were hunters." Ty watched as he headed down the stairs, giving one more glance at the burning bodies before following him, not only not wanting to let him out of her sigh, but also eager to get away from that smell.
He wanted to work with her? That shocked her. Vampires and werewolves couldn't get along for the life of them. It was bound to be a disaster. She was practically raised to hate vampires. It was in her bloodstream. She wanted to walk off and leave him. Tell him he was insane, but she wasn't sure she could. If the hunters were strong enough to, not only wipe out her pack, but his coven, she'd be dead in a week if she was alone. And, if she was being honest with herself, she didn't want to be alone. Not again.
"I'm Tigerlily." She finally said. "Tiger for short." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "You're right, I wasn't the alpha of my pack. I was the beta." She shrugged and smirked. "Apparently, if you want to be alpha, people have to like you." She rolled her eyes. "My sister and her mate were the alphas, and pretty much never did shit. If they needed something done, they sent me." It hurt to speak in the past tense. She hadn't seen her sister or her mate's bodies in the wreckage, but that didn't mean they were alive or safe.