h4Chapter 298: Changing Situation/h4

    Tracy’s words left a sour taste in everyone’s mouth.

    However, there was work that was supposed to be done. Inez watched as Killianmanded Finn to take her, Tracy, back to the lodge before he rushed to the main lodge and called all the enforcers. Inez wanted to follow him, but she soon realised that there was nothing she could do to help him.

    "You don’t need to feel guilty about it; you can’t do anything in this situation," said Tracy. Inez thought that the woman sounded more and more like a devil’s temptation because, for a second, Inez truly wanted to believe that there was absolutely nothing that she could do for Killian, and she didn’t need to feel sorry about being cooped up in the lodge.

    But thankfully, she still had some sense of rationality left within her.

    "How can I not feel guilty when he is doing all the work and I am just sitting around doing nothing?" Inez opened her arms and motioned them around. epting Killian meant epting the pack, and now that the pack was in danger — most probably due to him — she just couldn’t sit still.

    Something flickered in Tracy’s eyes, and just like before, they turned stormy; there were zaps of electricity within them. It was exactly like she had seen thest time, but Inez knew that this was not the time to question her ability to make her eyes thunderous. She was more worried about Killian and the death of the shifter. If he were one of the enforcers who went on a mission or went missing after getting kidnapped at the borders of thend, Inez wondered how Killian would react.

    He was the alpha of this pack and took his responsibility quite seriously; he naturally wouldn’t be happy if someone else died right under his nose.

    "Shifters are going missing all over the packs and territories," remarked Tracy as she made her way to the kitchen. With a flick of her hand, she started the coffee machine and pulled open the cabs before finding the bag of beef jerky that Inez had set aside. "It’s just not this territory if that is what you are feeling guilty about. This has nothing to do with you. It is not a ’you’ problem; I am telling you this just in case you start spiralling into a whirlpool of guilt and concern."

    Inez raised her head and eximed, "Since when did shifters start going missing?" Why didn’t she know anything about these disappearances?

    "I bet you are thinking why you didn’t know anything about these disappearances, aren’t you?" Tracy remarked, seeing right through her. Sighing, she ran her hand through her hair. "There is no need to think about it too much; you are not the only one who doesn’t know anything about the kidnapping of the shifters. With the council trying to keep these disappearances a secret, it’s rare for anyone to know just what is going on outside."

    There was a soft ding, and Tracy turned to look at the coffee machine. realising that the mug was almost filled, she walked over and reced the mug oftte before whipping her head around and questioning, "What do you want? Atte or a mug of ck coffee, like the soul of your mate."

    "Atte will be fine," Inez replied, her brows were still furrowed, and she looked a bit—no, a lot worried. The disappearances of the shifters and the silence of the council didn’t seem like a goodbination.

    Silence fell over the entire lodge, with just the whirring of the coffee machine echoing.

    "It feels wrong," finally, Inez spoke up. She twiddled with her thumbs and didn’t even look up when Tracy set down the cup of coffee. "I mean, people are dying. Should they not be a bit more considerate?" She finally raised her head and looked at Tracy, who smiled at her. However, there was a note of derisiveness in her smile as she said to Inez, "You are kind and way too naive, Inez. People in power don’t usually care for the lives of those who do serve any purpose for them, you know? Even gods are the same. If you don’t serve them any purpose, even the gods won’t remember you."

    She ced a hand on Inez’s forehead, then with a soft voice she stated, "You shouldn’t think too much, you know. It’s not good." With the other, her hand over her heart, she frowned hard. "Your powers are still not stable enough, and with your emotions running high, they are turning even more chaotic."

    "You still haven’t told me what kind of powers I have," said Inez, feeling a bit annoyed. She wanted to know more about these powers that Tracy spoke of, but the woman never let anything slip. It was weird. If she was here to help her, shouldn’t she be telling her everything that Inez needed to know?

    "I wish I could." Tracy sounded wistful. "But I cannot."

    "But why not?" Inez asked as she got up from the couch just as Tracy sat down. "You know something, don’t you? Then why won’t you tell me?"

    "It’s not that I don’t want to tell you," Tracy blew over the foam of hertte before continuing. "It’s because I cannot. There is more than just what you can see, Inez. There are a hell of a lot of dynamics at y at the moment. They are not stable at all. Do you want me to pull a fragment and shake the entire infrastructure when it’s already rickety enough? Do you know what will happen if I just snap off a piece?"

    "Something bad?" Inez asked, genuinely sounding so confused that her confusion was palpable in her tone.

    "Something worse." Tracy corrected. He took a sip of her coffee, and the thunder in her eyes started to get more and more vibrant. "I cannot sacrifice everything just to satisfy your momentary curiosity, Inez. But don’t worry. You will soon get an answer to your questions. I believe you already have an answer—at least the hook to find them."

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