CHAPTER 67: WOLVES IN SHEEP’ CLOTHING

Killan stepped close to her. Frustratingly enough, she was conscious of every single fibre of that solid, deliciously masculine body pressing against her.

She should have felt trapped by how close the man was getting. But she didn’t.

Killian, like every other lycan, was pushy and really dominant. And he kept invading her personal space just as he liked. And yet, all she felt was the urge to inhale more of his scent. Just what was happening to her? But if Inez was being honest with herself, she didn’t truly blame herself.

This guy oozed sensual energy, power and danger.

It was like a lethal drug that could make any female go high on it. Even Inez, who often thought that she was used to and immune to the charm of alpha and dominant shifters, couldn’t help but get slightly drunk.

"You misunderstood," he announced just after he had made things really annoying and stimulating with his gorgeous smile. "I never said that I brought you here because I was upset with you questioning me or my actions."

"Then why—"

"You are a brave woman, Inez." Killian handed out the compliment, which left Inez slightly dumbstruck because she knew that lycans. Alphas would never hand out compliments to females. They were broody to begin with, and they only handed out compliments when they felt that the female had done something worth noticing. "I admit that you have the heart and soul of an enforcer. But—"

He paused before continuing, "But I think you need to control that temper of yours just a tad bit unless you don’t want to die a sorry and pitiful death."

And there went all the bubbly feelings that she had in her heart upon hearing him praise her.

She pursed her lips and said to the man, "I just cannot accept anyone getting punished without any sort of evidence. It makes me—"

"Feel sympathetic?" Killian offered with a raise of his brow, and when Inez didn’t say anything, he sighed. "I for one am all about every life matter, but my dear bubbles, the world that we live in is not as simple as you think. It is not just black and white. There is no more evil than you can comprehend. Of course, that only makes you want to protect what is left of the innocents, but you cannot. You are not a hero who can save everyone; you never will be. So, it’s better to watch your back instead of worrying about others."

"You want me to stay quiet when things are going wrong and when innocent people are getting bullied?" Inez questioned, but more to herself, as she couldn’t understand what wrong she had done.

Her eyes met Killian’s, and she said, "I just did it because I know how it feels to be wronged. When I was being dragged and used as the pack’s punching bag, I wished that someone would take a stand for me and stop what was happening to me."

"You were a victim, and I understand your emotions," Killian remarked as they came to a stop in front of her lodge. "However, not everyone is a victim like you, bubbles. Just because they wear the mask of innocence on their face doesn’t mean that they are from the same brethren as you. They might be wolves in sheep’s clothing."

"So watch out, alright?" He winked at her before turning around and muttering, "We have one in our pack, too."

As for what he meant by those words, Inez had no idea about it.

A few days passed by, and Inez spent her days controlling Selene’s poison and ignoring Eve’s constant ramblings on her social account. The woman was simply relentless and a tad bit crazy because Inez had blocked more than three of her social media accounts, and yet Eve made more of them, all to curse her and ask her to come back to the pack.

Inez wondered what was going on in the mind of a woman. Did she think that she could make Inez go back to the pack with all the cursing and yelling? If that was all that it took, then Inez would have never dared to run away from the pack.

So, this time around, instead of blocking Eve, she had shut down her account altogether. Though Inez knew that it was going to be a bit problematic since she couldn’t contact Scarlet, she knew that even if she somehow managed to do it, Dominic must be keeping an eye on her.

He must be furious about her sudden disappearance.

And it worried her.

Not because she was concerned about the sudden loss of her place in her previous pack, but because of Scarlet. If Eve was this angry, she wondered how enraged Dominic must be, and if he was furious, then he must be taking it all out on her sister.

Inez was worried, but she couldn’t even reach out to Scarlet because she knew that her sister would be more livid if Inez got herself caught because of her. Not to mention the sacrifices and pain Scar was going through—it would all come to nought.

"I hope that she is doing alright," Inez sighed, as she was really worried about Scar.

"Such a simple thing, and you couldn’t even do it?" Inez heard Nyx before she could see her. As she approached the pack hall, she saw Nyx standing outside with her face contorted in sheer fury while Fenric was beside himself as he chuckled.

The submissive wolf was kneeling in front of her, holding fear in his eyes.

He clasped his hands together and said to the woman in an aggrieved voice, "Forgive me, Miss Nyx. I really didn’t see you coming just now... the dishes that I was holding were too many and I–I bumped into you. If only you had seen me —"

When the submissive wolf raised his head and looked at the woman, she glared at him with a glare filled with nothing but rage. This made the submissive wolf lower his head as he closed his eyes in despair. It was over, he thought in his head.