Dominic eyed him carefully as if he were trying to see the truth behind Killian’s claims, which, in Killian’s eyes, was nothing but a foolish act. Lycans could lie as easily as they could down vodka. Trying to catch a lycan when they were lying was an act simply impossible.
"I hope that you are speaking the truth," Dominic stated as he turned on his feet and swiftly headed out of the office.
His pace was quick and yet determined.
"Close the door," said Killian as he turned on his feet and headed back to his chair. He turned to look at Selene and asked, "What happened?"
"I am sorry," Selene was quick to apologise. She said to Killian, "I just came to tell you that Ally tried to attack Inez after you were gone, so I sent her to the dungeon." Selene could never understand Ally’s thought process. How could someone attack the weak or the injured? And what’s more, Inez had saved her life.
She had proven her loyalty to the pack, which meant that she was supposed to be given the same loyalty and respect as any other member.
"She did?" Killian was not even surprised as he locked the drawers of his table and straightened up.
"She did," Laxus affirmed. "She tried to slash Inez’s throat when no one was looking," he paused and added, "However, we don’t believe that it was her idea. "Ally doesn’t have the courage to do such a thing without someone leading her to do it."
Selene frowned and nodded. "That’s right; when we caught her and threw her in prison, she kept yelling that she had no idea what she was doing or how she even got close to Inez. She said that she was innocent and there was no way she would do something so foolish. And honestly, I think that she is right; for two seconds, I did think that Ally was possessed when she approached Inez just now."
When Killian heard her response, he narrowed his eyes. He glanced at Laxus and asked, "Did anyone see Inez singing the prophecy?"
"In the mall? There were a lot of people who saw her going rigid." Laxus stated with furrowed brows. His gaze met with Killian’s, and he questioned, "You think that one of the onlookers was a witch, the one behind the explosion?"
"Do I even need to make a guess? I am certain that this was the work of a witch."
And Killian’s guess was spot on.
The next day, when the council finished the investigation of the explosion of the mall, which led to the death of 45 shifters and 11 humans, along with 656 injured individuals, the news reporters stated that it was nothing but a sort of malfunction. However, the shifters knew that there was no such thing as a malfunction that could cause such a dangerous accident.
"The council are still refusing to admit that this was a deliberate attack, which means that they have caught the trace of witches," Ajax said as he took a bite of his apple. He turned to look at Killian, who was finished with his breakfast, and questioned, "Why are they so adamant on refusing to accept that the witches were back?"
"They are not willing to face the reality." Killian placed his cutlery back on the plate as he got to his feet. He glanced at the giant television screen and smirked. "The last time the witches appeared, they couldn’t do a thing. If not for the head of the council who took charge of the war, they all would have died years ago."
"Now that they have to face the same terror that they couldn’t face the last time. After all the comforts they have enjoyed, of course, they would be resistant to accepting the truth."
The return of the witches would put the council and elders in jeopardy. The fact that they couldn’t even detect something that a child could have would certainly not look too well on their nice, shiny reputation.
Killian curled his lips and turned his face away from the screen before heading to the lodge where Inez was. Several hours had passed since the woman passed out, and she was yet to wake up. Though she did flit in and out of consciousness, he couldn’t count it because, from the looks of it, Inez was having nightmares.
He wasn’t sure what the nightmares were about, and he didn’t have the right to ask her either. But it did make him curious and interested as well as concerned. He couldn’t accept that this was something that Inez suffered from every night. The fact that she wasn’t his concern didn’t seem to matter to his instincts or his beast. And it was slowly becoming a matter of concern for Killian.
As he pushed open the door of his bedroom, Killian strode inside and saw Inez sitting up on the bed. Her eyes were wide with terror, which he was quick to catch.
"You are all right," he told her. "You are in my lodge."
Her gaze softened as she licked her lips, seemingly a bit calmer than usual.
"How are you feeling?"
It took her a long time to answer. "I am fine."
"Do you recall what happened before you passed out?"
After another moment, she nodded and replied, "I do. An explosion happened ...and I was the one who made the prophecy of it. Right?"
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