Chapter 228

Realising that she couldn’t raise a riot without a proper reason, Inez pursed her lips and walked toward the corner from where she felt the murderous intent flood toward her. Her heels clicked on the marble floor as she slowly waded through the crowd of people, her eyes staring at the pillar that was partly hidden in the darkness.
The closer she got to the pillar, the more Inez felt like a child who was trying to head down the stairs of the basement, which was always covered in darkness. Every step that she took made her breathing go even more ragged. Her heart started to beat a little more wildly in her chest, and what was that little twitch? Fınd the newest release on.net
As she came to a stop in front of the pillar, Inez peered behind it —
CLANG!
She jumped and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came. Her eyes quickly found the source, and she was stumped to see Selene in the middle of the room with a violin in her hands. She wondered what was going on and quickly made her way to where Selene and Killian were; Inez didn’t quite believe that Selene was doing whatever she was doing willingly.
Her eyes quickly darted to the pillar behind her, but even as she walked away, the pillar looked quite normal. Cold and steady like it always was.
Was she thinking too much? Maybe she was too paranoid due to the presence of so many shifters in the same room.
“You really didn’t have to push her like that,” Inez heard Edira say when she neared her and Killian. “Why didn’t you stop Morrineth when she agreed with the other shifters? No matter what, Sel is not someone whom they can ask for entertainment.”
“Precisely the reason I asked her to go out there and perform,” replied Killian. He had his arms crossed and looked at his grandmother, who was still glaring at him. “I know that you hate me for this and think that I pushed her under an out-of-control bus.”
“Because that’s what you did!”
“No, I didn’t.” Killian sounded tired. Whatever he went through, the past fifteen minutes had exhausted him, and he was running out of his patience; this was something that Inez could sense with ease. “You have seen what they often do, and not—letting them get away with it just because they had said just a few words doesn’t sit right in my dictionary.”
“They need to understand that Selene, though poisoned and weak, is not incapable of understanding their words. They better shut their mouths because even if Sel is in a wheelchair, she is a thousand times better than them and will always be.”
When Inez walked close to him, she raised her head and looked at him with confusion in her eyes.
“Hey, beautiful,” said Killian. His lips curled in a soft smile as he leaned down and pecked her on her lips.
“What’s going on?” Inez asked, looking at the sudden change of plans.
“Nothing,” Killian shrugged. He raised his finger and pointed at a pretty blonde who was standing not far from where they were and explained, “Liza suggested that it would be a really nice little piece of entertainment if Sel played a note. And then the bitch had the fucking audacity to claim that Sel might not be able to do it.”
“Now, I had two ways to respond to that claim. One shove the fucking violin down her throat or two ask Selene to politely shut the mouth of that woman,” remarked Killian with an innocent expression. He turned to Edira before adding, “Edira here thought that I was being really rude for suggesting the shove in the throat option, so we went with the second option.”
Edira huffed before muttering, “If truth be told, it’s rather impractical and not to mention humanly impossible for you to shove something that big in their throat.”
“I never said that I was going to be human,” offered Killian.
Kill him. Rip him apart. He is touching what’s ours.
This was what his wolf had been harping on and about since the second they walked into the party. Truth be told, Dominic didn’t even wish to come here, not with what was going on in his pack, but Killian had him invited, and he thought it would be rude if he turned the invitation down.
That was the only reason they had come to this pack, and ever since he walked past Inez, his wolf had lost his shit. He believed that Lyla was his mate. She didn’t smell like Inez, nor did she look anything like her. And yet he had claimed that she was his mate. His better half. The other piece of his soul and damn if it hadn’t confused the shit out of him.
She is!
Dominic winced under the shrill roar that resounded inside his head. This was the downside of having a wolf that was close to his surface and half feral. He didn’t think things through; if he wanted something, his solution to that problem was to barge in and destroy everything that he set his sights on and then break them into pieces if they became an obstacle to what they wanted.
She is not. You can see that she looks nothing like Inez, and even her scent is different; even if it were Inez, she could have at most changed her appearance, not her scent.
It’s her. I know it… You might not want to believe me, but it’s her. I can sense her wolf—my mate; I can sense her. She is weak due to your selfish rejection, but she is there… hidden and in pain.
Dominic narrowed his eyes. A part of him wished to believe what his wolf was telling him, but other than suspicion, he had nothing to make the claim. What’s more, the mating bond—it had fizzled out. Sure, he was still holding onto the remnants all because of his stubbornness, but it had weakened.
To the point that he couldn’t even feel it anymore.
But there was one thing that he knew: Inez was his and no one was going to change that, even if that someone was a big, bad alpha.
**
Hey everyone, if you like this story please vote and support it through golden tickets. Thank you very much my fairies ~
and those who have supported me till now a bear hug to all of you