<h4>Chapter 258: You Owe Me Your Life (2)</h4>


    Inez smiled. "Yes."


    "I knew you would be," said Selene as she nced at Laxus, who sighed in response. He turned to look at Inez before saying to her, "I am d that you are feeling alright, Inez. We were really worried after what happenedst night."


    "Well, what can I say? I am hard to kill."


    Laxus chuckled appreciatively, but he turned silent when he caught the re that Killian was sending his way and cleared his throat. He turned to look at Selene and said to her, "Do you need me to stay with you?"


    "No, I will be fine. I don’t believe that the witches will make a move so soon," remarked Selene as she turned her attention to Inez. "And I believe that we need some girl time. Alone without you men, brooding at the back of our necks."


    She paused and turned to look at Killian, who was glowering at them. "And instead of ring at me, you should be working hard to track down that bastard who tried to kidnap Inez. That would be much more useful than this."


    "I never knew that you were this assertive," said Inez, sounding simply awed at Selene’s manner of speaking.


    Selene huffed while Killian rolled his eyes. He said to her, "This is just a trailer of what she can do. Just because she has been all docile all these years, people have started to treat her as a kitten. They should have seen what she did to the fox who called her fugly when she was sixteen."


    "What did she do?" Inez asked, but before she could get an answer, Selene turned and red at the man, who shrugged and then said to her, "Well, let’s say...itprised a teapot, a long pole and a rather agonised fox."


    Inez had no idea what the man was even trying to say, but she did try to pretend that she understood what the man said to her. How in the hell did a teapot and a pole even be a means of torture? Maybe she might never even get a chance to know.


    "We should go," said Laxus. Having received an answer from Selene, he turned to look at Killian and said to him, "There is no point in waiting any further."


    Killian nodded. He walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead before saying to her, "Call me if there is anything that you need to know."


    He left after dropping those words.


    "Coffee?" Inez turned to look at Selene and asked, trying to stop herself from feeling annoyed with how she was once again asked to stay behind. This incident was closely linked to her, and yet she couldn’t do anything about it because she wasn’t an enforcer and could not join the hunt.


    Selene hummed, and as Inez poured her a cup of coffee, she said to her, "You do not like his overprotectiveness." Inez had to admit that Selene was quite observant.


    No, she didn’t, and somehow she did. "I don’t like how he always wants to protect me from danger and yet mes himself for something that was simply out of his control."


    "My brother has always been like that; he loves to shoulder unnecessary me," said Selene, with her eyes rolling back in her sockets. "Even though Lyra got what wasing for her, he still loves to bear some responsibility for her death. You will think that it is stupid. And it is. She was beyond help. Even if he had tried to save her—he could never have done that. Because that woman never needed saving. You can only save those who want to be saved, not someone who is simply beyond that point."


    "He told me that she was a witch."


    "That is indeed true. Morrh—after her mate passed away, she started to gettched to just about anyone. Most probably, one of the men she slept with was a wizard. Anyway, while I do admit that there are witches who are kind—even if only one per cent. But Lyra didn’t belong to that one per cent. And yet Killian still feels that he was the reason why she turned into what she turned because he took all the light while she was left with nothing but darkness."


    "That’s stupid," Inez remarked with a frown.


    "I know," Selene agreed with a smile. "My brother knows it somewhere in his heart as well, but with Fenric repeating the same things again and again, Kill hade to believe that maybe he might have never given his all to save Lyra. Even if he didn’t like her, as the better half of her soul, he should have tried better to hold her steady. I say that the mating bond had little to do with the sheer evilness that crawled in her veins instead of blood."


    She sighed and said to Inez, "I know that his overprotectiveness might be chafing, but I will ask you to be patient with him. Kill takes protecting those whom he cares about very seriously. So let him do his own thing. He will feel better if he does something about the current situation—and keeping you safe is what will make him a bit more satisfied."


    Inez sighed. "I never knew that you were such a good saleswoman. You really know how to turn your brother’s ws into something nice."


    "Lycans are known for being cunning and getting their way." Selene huffed as she set her mug down. "I heard that Evelyn was the one who pushed you off the balcony, and that was how the witch got the opportunity to attack you. From the whispers, it seems like Evelyn was hoodwinked by a witch to do their bidding."


    "You mean to say that the witch who attacked me was the reason why Evelyn pushed me off?"


    "That’s what Tracy said, but ording to her, the remnants of the spell around Evelyn proved that she truly wanted to harm you. The witch at most gave that woman a boost of courage. So there is no need for you to feel sorry about her."