Chapter 360: Aftermath (II)

Killian brought Inez to a room. The tension in his shoulders was yet to ease. "Are you alright?" He asked her, his feet heading straight to the couch placed at the corner of the room, like he was a man on a mission.

Inez slowly nodded. The panic that had been running high in her body slowly started to subdue. Her mind, which had been working tirelessly, anxiously to help her escape from the dangers in front of her, turned quiet. She was finally safe; she didn’t need to worry about being caught or her identity as the siren being known to others. She wouldn’t be caught, trapped and used as a breeding sow or blood bank.

She was safe.

"Where are your shoes?" Killian helped her down on the couch and asked calmly. Trying to ease the tension that was still stuck right between her shoulders and body. He glanced at her clothes, which were torn. He knew that it was done by the guard, but where were her shoes?

Inez’s lips parted. She looked down at her feet and replied softly, "I lost them when I was trying to run away from the guards... I don’t know where I dropped them."

Killian noticed that the woman’s voice had turned hoarse. He walked over to the mini fridge and took out a bottle of water from inside it. Taking it out, he placed it in front of Inez.

"Drink."

the bottle from him and heard him say, "Be gentle. I don’t

she couldn’t help but suck in a breath. Her

Killian, quite forgetting that she needed to stay away from him. With her face buried in his neck, she softly sobbed in his arms. Even though she was trying to hold

It’s all over," said Killian. With his

he gently spoke to her. Inwardly, however, he was furious. He wished to kill those who had hurt her all over again. Killian had never seen Inez show such a vulnerable attitude before.

were really brave. You not only survived the ordeal, but you also kept your sister alive and safe. That’s all that matters, bubbles." She was the only one who would think of escaping from

"I—"

for two minutes, and they were already all over one another. Sure enough, the mating bond was really troublesome. And speaking of troublesome. She turned and looked at the man who had followed her. "And how long

her eyes. She simply tilted her head and stared at the man with a smile on her lips. Oh, what else could she do? There was something really special about watching an arrogant man crumble into bits and pieces and be filled with regret. Dominic—all six feet tall—bunched with nothing but alpha muscles—was now staring

of youth. They stuck around for a long,

right away. Yup, she hated the man. Even though she didn’t show it, she did. The difference between the

looking at her, but Tracy knew that his attention

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