"Siren’s melody?" Inez’s head snapped up in surprise. She had to wonder if that was the case and whether her mother was indeed after the siren’s melody for her to lock her father up for so long. "Maybe..."
Killian didn’t move away, nor did she.
"The Silver Dawn Pack was strange."
He changed the topic so suddenly that Inez felt her head swoon. For a second, she had to stay put to wrap her head around the sudden change of topic. "What?" Though Inez was a bit confused, she knew that Killian wouldn’t bring up this topic for no reason.
"The pack that I was asked to investigate was really strange," he repeated.
"Strange...how...?"
He continued to stare at the wall in front of them. It was as if he was focused on something that Inez couldn’t quite see. The silence continued to stretch, and for a second, Inez thought that he might not have heard her clearly. But then his lips twitch. It was a simple movement, but Inez, for some reason, felt perfectly in sync with Killian, like she was attuned with every last tick of his muscles. Even his soft exhales and inhales, she noticed them too. As for the growing tension between the two of them? She didn’t even need to start on it.
It was so palpable that she could notice it with just a single glance.
No physical contact; I cannot touch him, Inez reminded herself again and again. However, as easy as it sounded when Tracy asked them to stay away from one another, Inez realised that it wasn’t as easy as she thought it was. Thinking it in her mind and doing it in reality were two different things.
She truly underestimated how intense her desire toward this man was. Especially with her siren growling inside her head, all she wanted was to press her skin against him. Wanted to feel his hands roaming on the edges of her curves, against her skin. Something inside of her—Nerina—kept telling her that pulling away was useless, and they should just forget all about the warnings that Tracy had given them.
And the way she was making these demands was not at all subtle. They were harsh. Like she was dragging her toward Killian by her hair like a rag doll. Demanding, urging her to give up and let go of herself. This strange connection was truly weird. The last time she felt like this was when she found out that Dominic was her mate. But even then, her desire never crossed that thin line where she almost forgot her rationality. It almost made her brain go awry. It was as if he could tell her that he was a mass murderer, and she was going to accept him with all his flaws and sins attached. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
"So what happened there?" She asked gently. Hoping that the man would tell her the truth and wouldn’t try to hide it from her.
Somewhere she hoped that Killian hadn’t set the entire pack on fire like she hoped and expected from him, but somewhere deep down in her heart, she knew that she was asking for too much. He wouldn’t be Killian if he didn’t do that.
He leaned his head back and sighed heavily. "They are dead. But then again, they were never alive to begin with." His voice was flat and emotionless. He told her about what happened in the Silver Dawn Pack, and by the time he finished, Inez couldn’t help but shiver.
She couldn’t help but say, "You mean to say that they were already dead?"
Inez swallowed the words that she wanted to say and nodded in response. She watched Killian walking around the coffee table and then heading out of the room without looking behind. She heard the sound of the key turning in the lock with a click, and silence filled the room again. Alone now in the room, she leaned back on the couch, her eyes staring vacantly at the ceiling of the room.
Was she really making a mistake by getting entangled with witches and magic? But something kept telling her that even if she wanted to let loose of the vines of the past, it was not going to be easy.
**
"Keep up or I am going to leave you all behind," Tracy called over her shoulder. She didn’t even bother to slow down her pace as she continued to march forward. She didn’t care whether the men following her were able to match her pace. "If you stay behind, then don’t blame me if I leave you alone and watch you get buried alive," she added when they passed by a skeleton. From the uniform, it seemed like it belonged to a young boy who might have worked as a newspaper distributor.
The sight of the skeleton made the group of misfits following Tracy pick up their pace. The labyrinth effect seemed to be working on them quite well.
"What kind of place is this?" Tao asked while looking around. The place felt cold, but there was a channel of energy that felt alive, as if this entire maze was not simply a maze but a living creature, at least with the changing appearance of every corridor made him feel that something was weird about this place. It changed as if sensing the mood of the inhabitants.
"It’s a witch’s labyrinth. Created through the darkest of the magic spells plus countless sacrifices, it’s like a giant stone python. As long as it swallows something, it’s really hard to get out of this place. So you better stay close to me or else," Tracy wasn’t scaring these men, but she was speaking the truth. If they didn’t believe her, then oh well.

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