“Help you? I should kill you,” Leila snarls, charging at him.
“I know you’re the phoenix wolf,” Tristan puts his hands up to protect himself, backing against her car.
Leila halts midway to striking him, feeling a spike in her heartbeat, her eyes widening in surprise.
“I always like to have leverage over my employees, I had Carmela’s phone bugged and I heard a conversation with her dad. I can help you prove the truth but first you have to save me.”
Leila grits her teeth, her eyes tight in annoyance, bitterness and anger marauding inside her as she shifts her paws back into arms and clenches her fist.
“I don’t trust a word you say. For all I know, this is another one of your master’s schemes to get me.”
“That bitch is not my master and you can trust me because you know she would never tell anyone her biggest secret when it risks her being exposed. I found out by chance but then my allegiance was to her, I had to do her bidding.”
“And now?”
Tristan moves his hands away from his face and looks Leila straight in the eyes with a sullen gaze. “Get me away from here and my allegiance will forever be to you.”
Leila squints and then sighs deeply. “Get in the car.”
She doesn’t trust Tristan but if he knows the truth about the phoenix wolf and is willing to expose Carmela’s lie about killing the pack witch, she has no choice but to help him.
She drives to her old family house, the one where they used to be neighbours with Kelvin. Stepping out of the car, she walks past their house, walks past Kelvin’s and she takes a turn into a bush path with Tristan following behind her.
“I don’t know but he tried to kill me in my cell and his aura was the exact same one I felt hanging in the witch's house, it was him. He did it.”
Leila furrows her brows, finding it hard to see any sense or truth in his words. The Lycan king hardly ever reveals himself, none of the Alphas who serve him even knows what he looks like, why would he be interested in killing a witch in their pack of all packs?
“I don’t believe you.”
“I’m telling the truth. The king has free will to enter any pack unhindered, his presence does not need to be announced or made official. I don’t know why he did it or what his plans were but that day, he left my cell with Carmela. If you’re going to prove you had nothing to do with the witch’s death, you need me, you need what I know.”
Leila purses her lips tightly and scratches her brows. Tristan is right, whether he’s telling the truth about the king or not, he’s the fastest way to prove her innocence.
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