Chapter 265
Chapter 265:
It was hard holding a grudge against him after all that.
These. He spoke to me like a teacher would to a child. It amused me that he cared this much about my feelings and really wanted to clear things up.
My chest swelled with pride. If the circumstances were different, I’d have given him a hug right now.
“I understand,” I nodded. “Thank you p>
I let a brief moment pass before I added, “He… also said you killed her p>
He readjusted to face forward, his hand tightening around the steering wheel.
“It was an accident,” his voice turned frosty. “I’d never intentionally hurt Etta on my own p>
“B-But what happened p>
“It was an accident, Lyric. Leave it be.” His voice was a little rough; it startled me.
He took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“I just hate talking about it. But if you could trust me, then you must know it was an accident p>
I nodded, already scared to insist. Besides, if it was something he could talk about, I was sure he would have already.
“We should go home,” I added with a small smile. “I could really use a warm bath right now p>
That brought a small smile from him.
He started the car, but before we could get back to the road, he got a call. The phone was beside him, so I could see it was Kael.
He picked up and put it on speaker.
“Alpha, you’ll want to get down here. Millow Street. It’s important,” Kael said, his voice strained.
Millow Street was within Darkspire.
Jaris and I headed there and arrived in less than twenty minutes.
Kael and some of the guards were gathered, making me more worried. Was one of our people dead again? For three weeks, there had been no more deaths. I was hoping it was over.
I followed Jaris out of the car, and just like I feared, there was a body on the ground.
The person’s wrist had been slit, and his face was pale—something that only happened when a Feeder drained you of blood.
“How did a Feeder get in when you’ve been keeping an eye out for them?” Jaris questioned the guards.
“We apologize, Alpha. We were very careful and have no idea how this one must’ve found his or her way in,” one of the guards said.
“This one seems a bit strange, though,” Kael pointed out. “Normally, the Feeders use their fangs to pierce the neck and drink immediately. But there are no bite marks on this person’s neck. The only mark is on the wrist, and it seems that’s where the blood was drained from. The wrist was slit by a claw, which doesn’t seem like the Feeders’ way p>