Chapter 47: The Only Mistake
Killian sighed tiredly. "Grandma, I know that you mean well. And I also know that you are looking out for all of us. But it seems you are forgetting who the alpha is around here." The reprimand was gently delivered, but it still rang with strength.
Grandma Elira straightened to her full height. She said, "I haven’t forgotten." Her gaze returned to Inez. "But I also haven’t forgotten that there were many healers who came to the pack and claimed that they could help Selene, only for them to make the situation even worse. The last thing Selene needs is another liar. And from what I heard, this woman is prone to lying." She paused when she saw that Inez was not even looking at her. "Are you even listening to me?"
"I was. But then I got distracted by how much spit was flying from your mouth," Inez blinked as she remarked. "Does it always happen when you are speaking nonsense?" Hearing the choking noises, Inez turned to look at Ajax, who was patting seriously good-looking Henley on the back.
Grandma Elira flushed red. She raised her hand and pointed at Inez before saying to her, "Don’t think that you will be fine if you insult me like this! Just because my Kill is willing to protect you, you cannot disrespect me. I bet even a submissive wolf in my pack can take you down."
Killian wasn’t sure about that. He knew how quick Inez was on her feet, and with her abilities as a siren, if she was allowed to unleash her full potential, she could drive someone crazy with her words alone. What was more, Inez had good reflexes and skills as a female shifter. He noticed that she cleaned her traces quite well. If not for the fact that he was paying attention to her, he couldn’t have traced her.
He glanced at Inez, expecting to see her bristle at his grandmother, as he knew how prideful sirens were, but Inez was quite calm. Maybe it was because she was part siren, but she looked rather bored than angry. Killian was quick in accepting the fact that no matter how much he learnt about Inez, he should never ’expect’ anything when it came to her. She was not easy to read or predict.
However, he turned and glanced at his grandmother, who was about to say something else. "Enough, grandmother."
The older woman ignored his warning. She glared at Inez and stated, "I do not trust you."
Inez smiled gently. "And I told you that I am not here to impress you, Madam Elira."