Who Could It Be

[Anthony’s POV]

I shoot a glare at the damned ice man before turning my gaze to where Tabitha stands, watching the officers that were attempting to take her in for questioning. Whose fucking side was the ice man on? Ours, or these bastards?

"Release me!" I growl, attempting to crack the ice that holds me. "Before I consider you the enemy,"

As far as I was concerned, every supernatural being was the enemy and needed to be gotten rid of, but since it was becoming more and more common for them to exist amongst us, I wasn't able to do that. Instead, I had to work alongside them and try to get along with them. I was going against every instinct and teaching I had received from the church.

"If I do," the ice man begins. "You'll attempt to attack these men again."

"And?" I snap. "They're trying to take Tabitha in as if she is a criminal!"

Was he out of his fucking mind? So he was helping them instead of us. Even though we worked closely alongside PD, it didn’t mean that we always saw eye to