CHAPTER 355: DEMIGOD OF LOVE (II)

Silence. Awkward and confusing stretched all over the clearing. The man slowly turned to look at Killian, ignoring the snarling Dominic, who was trying to reach Inez. "What did you say?"

"I said that the culprit sits in my car," repeated Killian. "You should have waited until I was done dealing with the mission, just like Seth asked you to, Noah, not ignore the entire thing and act like the lycans cannot do shit."

Noah went pale. He was pale to begin with, but now he looked even paler. After hearing Killian’s words, there was a thin sheen of sweat covering. The man who was looking unflappable, impressive when he came first, was now scared out of his mind.

"You could have told us that before!" Mister Jones spluttered. His voice rose an octave as he whipped his head toward Killian, all worries forgotten. "Why did you–why didn’t you tell me this before?" His heart was now set on fire as he thought about the mess he had to clean up. The death of these guards, the misalignment of the evidence and the ignorance of the clues. He would have a field day after this was known to Seth.

"I did tell you to listen." Killian glanced at the man without any expression on his face. He reached forward and scooped Inez off the ground before saying to Noah, "Now if you will excuse me—"

"Put her down."

Before Killian could take another step, Dominic stepped forward. His eyes flashed wolf. "Put her the fuck down." He commanded even though he knew that no one was going to listen.

"No, I won’t," Killian refused with a smile. One that didn’t reach his eyes. "Now if you will, please..."

The two men stared at one another; neither of them wanted to back off, and Inez could feel her breathing turn a bit stagnated due to the oppressive pressure. Just as she thought that she was going to faint then and there—

"I told you I am sorry!"

A childish voice broke through the clearing, and everyone turned to look at the little girl, and beside her was–

"Sweetie, I am back." Tracy’s strawberry hair caught the moonlight as she sauntered to the clearing while dragging the little girl by her ear. She glanced at Killian and then turned to look at Dominic. Her eyes flickered as she raised her hand and smacked the young girl on the back of her head. "So you caused trouble even after I caught you?"

"No, I didn’t!" The young girl whined, but upon being glared at, she lowered her head and whimpered, "Maybe I did."

Behind them, the giant form of Finn looked helpless as ever. He glanced at the two and then turned to look at the pile of corpses in front of him. "It seems like I missed the party."

"Tracy, why are you here?" For the first time, Inez opened her mouth and spoke, feeling like her voice had gone hoarse due to the lack of use.

"Don’t worry. No one is going to catch me," she said with a shrug. "After they see the pathetic excuse of evidence, they will need my help." She glanced at Mister Jones, who had just opened his mouth to ask the remaining guards to capture her and stated, "I can disappear from here before you can say ’catch’, so you better not find trouble with me."

Mister Jones deflated and turned to look at Noah, whose face was filled with nothing but disgust. But his disgust toward the witches still seemed a bit more reasonable than the lycans.

"Who are you?"

"Someone who is going to help you," replied Tracy. She then turned to look at Inez, who was still in Killian’s arms, and stated, "I am sorry. I was a bit late due to these idiotic guards. If not, I could have... stopped this from happening." She motioned with her fingers while looking at the two men hovering over Inez.

The little girl flinched when Tracy spoke and literally jumped to the side trying to avoid the woman’s hand, but of course, she failed as she was smacked on the back of the head once again.

"I told you I am sorry! It was just too much fun and I kind of went a bit off the track," said the little girl. She then turned to look at Inez and stated with a dreamy look in her eyes, "I mean, isn’t it exciting? Being separated from your lover and being tormented, only to be rescued and entangled with your past lover who abandoned you in the worst possible situation. Oh, how romantic."

Inez looked at the young girl in disbelief. She raised her head and looked at Tracy, who sighed and explained, "She is a demigod—the follower of Aphrodite or whatever you call the goddess of love. She likes to add dramatic chaos whenever and wherever she goes."

She turned to look at the little demigod and spoke in a quiet voice, "Stop speaking your love bullshit, Veronica."

Veronica stiffened while Finn edged away from the witch, pressing himself against the bark of a tree without even looking in her direction. His eyes never left her, as if he was afraid that if he turned his back on her, she would turn around and shove a porcupine up his arse. The beta of the lycan heir was actually scared of a little woman—someone who commanded the pack of lycans alongside his alpha. And yet he was scared out of his mind as if he was sharing space with a live bomb.

Inez blinked again and turned to look at Dominic. She didn’t know what Tracy meant, but something told her that Veronica was the cause of the chaos that had erupted in her life. Including Dominic’s arrival.

Yeah Dominic—

Maybe if she closed her eyes and pretended to die, she would die and escape this clusterfuck of a situation. Where her past and present was staring down at her like they expected something more from her. What the fuck did they even expect from her?