Chapter 41

All other thoughts escaped Inez s head as she stared at the man with a stunned look in her eyes. But a second later, she composed herself and stated, "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Is that so?" Killian remarked with a curl of his lips and just as she was about to nod, the man tilted his head to one side and stated, "Then if I were to call Alpha Cherith, I will not find anything unusual about your sudden appearance in this gas station that s like six hours away from your territory?"

When Inez didn t reply, the man actually took out his phone and seemed prepared to call Dominic.

"Stop!" Inez pinched the bridge of her nose. She didn t trap herself in the trash bags with a hell lot of shit thrown inside just to be dragged back to the hellhole she wanted to escape. She eyed the man who had gotten hold of her weakness and questioned, "What do you want?"

"Your help."

"I am not a healer," Inez deadpanned with a blank expression, though she could indeed heal this man, but she had no desire to do so. The lycan had done nothing but piss her royally off every time they met and now he even went as low as to threaten her.

So forgive her if she really had no desire to put up with his bullshit at that moment.

"I am not looking for one at the moment either," the man tried to grin, but a second later he grimaced and said, "I need you to take me out of here. I was a tad bit careless and ended up falling into a well-thought-out trap dug by the hyenas and almost got my neck slitted."

"The last thing I know, they were chasing me down the south pavilion street, though I threw them off my scent; I can t take any more risks by staying on the street."

It was then that she smelled the scent of another woman on the clothes that he was wearing. Realizing what the well-thought trap was, she sneered, "You mean to say that you were thinking with the thing between your legs and didn t see through the intentions of the other person?"

The man didn t deny it, and that only made Inez snort. Though Killian was a great alpha, he was also a lady killer. He had a bunch of females flocking towards him, and he went through them like he was changing flavor every week. Inez didn t look down on the man for sleeping around, but she did look down at him for changing his woman every once in a while without showing any signs of settling down.

It was rather disrespectful towards the female shifters he played with.

"You don t like me," Killian stated as if amused by the look of sheer disdain in her eyes, to which Inez sniffed haughtily. She said to him, "I don t like the idea of helping someone like you, Alpha Sokolov. But since you did not give me a chance, I have no other choice but to help you."

"Then I will thank you."

Inez helped the man back on his feet and then dragged him to the truck that she owned. It was not an easy job for a half-shifter like her. The man was all muscles and sheer power. It was as if she were being crushed by a tiny mountain.

Thus, when she half-dragged and half-shoved Killian inside the truck, Inez felt relieved as the weight on her body disappeared. She raised her head and looked at the man who was now lying on the back of her truck and grimaced when she saw the blood that he was getting on the new leather cover.

There went her check.

"Where do you want me to drop you off?" She asked as she got inside the car. Though Killian did a good job of hiding his scent, Inez also did her little thing to hide the scent that was lingering in her car. The last thing she wanted was a furious chase by murderous hyenas.

"Take me to Mysterio." Killian swallowed hard. His face was twisted in pain, but his voice never once wavered.

Inez arched a brow. Though she was curious about how the man knew about the human hotel, she didn t question him. She turned on the ignition of the truck and then pulled out of the gas station.

The entire ride was filled with silence. Inez knew that the lycan was taking care of his wounds, but for some reason, the wound that should have been healed by the time they walked into the shady-looking hotel, Killin was still holding the bloody wound on his abdomen.

Seeing her look at his wound, the lycan told her, "I was attacked by a mamba shifter."

Well, that explained why the lycan was having a hard time dealing with this wound.

The poison of the mamba shifter was not something that could be dealt with easily. It took sheer willpower and luck. Unfortunately, luck played a vital role when it came to mamba poison.

"Do you want me to look for a coffin for you?" Inez asked as she helped the man inside the room that she had booked for him. She was determined to dump him and leave him alone. Whether he lived or died, it would have nothing to do with her, as she really couldn t muster any mercy at the moment.

Killian simply chuckled as she dropped him onto the bed.

Seeing that he didn t want to talk, she was about to leave but was stopped by the man who held her by her wrist. The searing warmth caused her to stiffen, and she turned to look at the man with a troubled look in her eyes. "What?" She questioned. noveldrama

"Stay with me until someone from my pack comes for my rescue."

"I don t want to."

"Dominic "

"Alright, fine!" Inez rolled her eyes as she walked over and sat down on the couch. She crossed her arms and cursed, "I hope you drop dead, motherfucker."

"Hahaha! I will try not to, sweetheart."