Chapter 255: Lack of Answers

"Hey," Just as her thoughts were going down the rabbit hole, Killian reached out and took her hand into his. He said to her, "Don’t think about it too much. Alright? I am here with you; no matter what this might lead to, you are not alone, okay, Bubbles?"

There were so many questions rushing through her head, and fear seemed to be coursing in her veins like a second layer of blood, but the second she heard Killian’s supporting words, Inez felt a bit better. Yeah, she was not alone this time around; someone was there with her.

"I know. I just—I hoped that Tracy would have been a bit more honest with me." She was way too cryptic. She didn’t even say how she knew all about what was going on with her. Nor did she tell her what she wanted from her. It made Inez feel like she was caught in a whirlpool with no chance of getting out of it. Like she knew that she was in danger and that she needed to get the fuck out, but she couldn’t because the force was tremendous for her to fight back.

That was the scary part of dealing with the unknown.

And to top it all, Tracy told her that her very existence went against the laws of fate and nature. Does it mean that her mother was right all along? That she was a monster.

"Witches are known for being cryptic," Killian said to her. His voice was strained with worry. "I am actually surprised that she even bothered to come and save your life. Witches never intervene between packs or shifters’ battles. Even if it’s their kind who started it. That’s why I am worried; I cannot decipher her intentions."

she. What Killian told her, Inez knew it as well. Witches had always kept the slogan

hatred for shifters mirrored the disgust that shifters had

she had no way to

investigate a little about this witch. For the time being, keep this matter a secret." Killian’s eyebrows furrowed, and then he told her, "I believe that the traitor in the pack is someone who

her gut feeling also told her that she needed to keep this meeting with Tracy a secret. Within her, she could feel the distraught disbelief that her siren was going through at the moment. It was quite clear to her that her siren was simply unamused by her lack of belief in the words that the witch had

the most? Why was she trodden on by everyone in the Venus Pack? If

it never happened. She was just like any

the watch on his wrist and patted her on the back of her hand. "I know that you would want

scoffed. She still felt her ribs hurt every time she breathed. Even though the subtle pain of being poked by several needles was gone, she was having trouble breathing, and it was all due to the wizard who sent that

nodded and agreed with her, "Don’t worry; I will try to make that man speak." Which clearly meant that he would interrogate Joannes until he pried his mouth open. Good. That wizard needed to learn his lesson about not walking down the path of greed

Evelyn?" She remembered getting pushed off the balcony by that woman. It was quite amusing to even think that

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