Chapter 113: Fingers around her throat (2)

Before Inez could make out the head or tail of what was going on, she felt someone curl their fingers around her throat. A startled yelp escaped her lips as she turned to look at the man in front of her.

"Did you tell Morrineth about my little trip down the pub?" demanded Jared. His eyes were glaring at her. But Inez could detect the nervousness in his eyes. The man was scared of his little affair being known.

Interesting.

However, with her neck in his hand, Inez was not going to pull any stunt. She narrowed her eyes and looked around, but before she could come up with a plan to get this man off her. She felt his fingers tighten around her neck.

Damn this man. He better wish that she would not get an upper hand in this situation or else he would be saying goodbye to his fingers. Once and for all.

"Did you?"

"I didn’t," Inez replied sharply. Her eyes flashed with annoyance. She raised her hand and tried to push the man away, but with her wolf gone, Inez had only one trump card. A card that she couldn’t even show to others unless she wanted to be caught and eaten. "I have no interest in your relationship with her and that woman."

fixated on his voice, and now that she could hear him even more clearly, Inez was half certain that she had

was it Emma? Maybe it was my wife? Just tell me who sent you after me?"

and even though she was being held by her throat, the siren in her refused

sigh of relief, but at the same time, he wondered if this woman was telling him the truth. He had a feeling that Inez had followed him yesterday. However, he had no evidence to prove that this woman had followed him. He said to her,

Inez. Sirens were prideful creatures, and they would never stoop so low as to serve other women. Sure, they charmed women and men, but they would

what I said?" the man growled, and Inez headbutted him as

his

with women for money – that’s what you do? Don’t you? Do you think it’s right to do such a thing? Have you ever wondered that maybe a woman you

with his hands. "How dare you say such a thing? Do you think I am the kind of man who would leave

pursed her lips in distaste when she realised that this man was neither a siren nor a shifter. He was the weakest of all, a merman. No wonder he was using such a strong shifter scent to hide his true form. Mermen and mermaids were like sirens, but at the same time, they were different

did, they would hide themselves better than this man. Inez wondered how this man had survived this long without losing his

which was why there were only a few of

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