Chapter 205: Pardon My French (3)

"How can I help you?" Inez walked over to the interrogation room, which was like a toolshed. Her eyes flicked to the man who was standing by her side as if he was afraid that she was going to keel over any second. "Why did you call me here if you are going to act all overprotective over me?"

"The captive witches speak French," replied Laxus as he pushed Killian to one side. "I remember that you once told Selene that you know a lot of languages, so by any stroke of luck, do you know how to speak French?"

Finn turned and looked at Inez with wide eyes. "You know how to speak French?"

"She can speak at least six to seven languages," said Killian, wanting to boast about his woman. "And that’s not including English." free.webno(v)e\l.(c)om

Inez rolled her eyes when she heard the pride in his tone. She turned to look at the witches and then asked, "Do they really not speak English?"

"If they do, they have shown no signs of it."

Inez nodded. "Very well then, how about we...?" She told her plan to the men in the interrogation room, and by the time she was done, not only Killian but every other male looked possibly impressed.

the shed. Laxus asked Inez to follow Killian closely; she guessed that it must be because the man was worried that Killian

within Killian’s chest, Inez knew

They appeared more bored as opposed to afraid, but they were uneasy. She could notice that from the small movements of their

on the right and said, "That over there is Ariel, and the other one on

stared at him. "I am Killian Sokolov; maybe you already know me, given

as if they couldn’t understand what Killian was saying to them, but Inez noticed the look of

one more time," rumbled Killian. "Why did you

Ariel and said in French,

eyes, and she remarked in French, "I wouldn’t have expected any

understand me damn well. Don’t you try to fuck with me. Answer the damn question; who asked you to do

we are scared of being killed. We can always regenerate

were sent here to kill this entire pack? It’s because we are veinweavers. We can regenerate ourselves and even if we explode into a

hate when they do that. Why do they always have to kill us in such a gruesome manner? We are women; even if we are

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