Chapter 42

"What do you usually do on weekends?" Inez s head snapped up, and she looked at the man on the bed, whose pallor was looking worse than before. She had tried to help Killian by purchasing some medicines that humans used, but the poison of a mamba shifter was not something that could be treated with a few ointments and bandages.

She said to the man, "Save your breath and call your pack members." Inez was simply exasperated when she thought about how this man was talking about useless things when he should be worrying about his condition. What in the world was he even trying to find out by asking her what she did on the weekends?

"Just answer the question, Miss Sinclair." Killian turned his head and smiled at her with a charming look in his eyes, which would have looked better if he weren t so close to dying. "I mean, there is no harm in telling me about your life a little, is there?"

There wasn t, but Inez was not someone who liked to party, nor did she try to go around hooking up with other shifters, even though shifters craved having intimacy like a second breath. She was a rather boring individual.

"I like to sing." Seeing that he was still waiting for an answer, Inez let out an exasperated sigh and answered, "My mother has this piano that she only brought to make her house look a bit more elegant and posh, but she doesn t know how to play it. So usually, I sneak into the piano room and play it once in a while."

Her mother didn t know how to play the piano, but she also didn t like it when Inez messed with it. Though her mother said that she was worried that Inez would ruin the piano, the truth was that Mrs Sinclair knew that playing the piano brought Inez happiness.

As a siren, music was like therapy to her but her mother, who wished to keep her siren side as downtrodden as possible, didn t like the sight of Inez singing or playing the piano. She wished to keep Inez trapped and suppressed and away from music, such that Inez would forget the siren part of herself.

In the eyes of her mother, Inez being a siren was like her being addicted to drugs. She thought that as long as she kept Inez away from music, she could get rid of Inez s inner siren, which was terribly amusing in a way.

"You can sing?" Killian raised a brow and looked at Inez, who arched a brow right back at him.

"What?"

"I thought that you would say something like eating your enemy s soul or something. Never expected something so girly from you."

Indeed. Inez didn t blame Killian. Because her mother was worried that people would notice that there was something amiss about Inez, she bought baggy and ugly clothes for Inez, which made her look like a goth wannabe.

Personally, she had nothing against dresses and bows, but her mother, who was worried about the notion of anyone sensing that she was a siren because of her beautiful face, made sure that no one would be able to see how enchanting Inez could be.

And after dressing like this for so long, Inez was too lazy to change her style.

She rolled her eyes and stated, "Just because I don t dress up to impress a man doesn t mean that I am not girly enough, Alpha Sokolov." She paused and added, "Not to mention singing cannot be defined as girly; even men like to sing sometimes. It s relieving."

"I never said that it was limited to a particular gender; it s just hard to imagine you doing it."

"Then you need to get your head checked."

The lycan parted his lips; he seemed like he wanted to say something, but his deteriorating condition made it difficult. The second he opened his mouth, he started coughing and he coughed so wretchedly that his life seemed to be hanging by a thread.

"Are you alright?" Inez asked when she saw Killian cough up blood; her eyes darkened slightly when she saw that the blood that Killian had spat out had actually turned black. If this went on, even if he were a lycan, he would die in a matter of three to four minutes at most.

She could, of course, ignore him, and that was her plan, but then Killian reached out and held her wrist. "Can you promise me something?"

"What?" Though Inez knew that it was bad to promise anything to a dying man, she just couldn t help when she saw the lycan almost on the verge of collapse. He was no longer playful and teasing like he usually was, which made her wonder if there was something serious that he wished to tell her.

"When my beta arrives, tell him to send my sister to the Blood Dew pack. He will refuse, but tell him that it was necessary to keep her safe."

Inez stared at the fierce protectiveness in the eyes of the man and pursed her lips. A part of her wanted to ignore him but when she saw Killian protecting his sister, she was suddenly reminded of the time when she wanted to but couldn t save Abertha s life. noveldrama

She couldn t save Abertha, but she could save Killian.

She gritted her teeth and stated, "It seems like I owe you something!"

Placing one hand on his eyes, Inez parted her lips. She had once promised her grandmother that she would never save the life of a shifter ever because that would only cause trouble for her but now that she was truly watching someone die in front of her, Inez realised that she wasn t as heartless as she thought she was.

Because of the poison bursting in his veins, Killian had no idea what was going on or where he was but his mind, which was filled with haze, slowly started to clear up. He heard a melodious voice flooding in his ears and the last thing he saw was Inez singing the last note that brought the biggest relief to him.

And that was when he passed out.