CHAPTER 244: ASSAULT OF SCENTS

Killian stalked back to the party. His eyes flickered to the corpse that was now being taken away. The sight revolted him utterly; it was disgusting how shifters would sometimes take things too far without considering the consequences of their choices. The siren was not a pure one; maybe she was not even a half-blood like Inez. The siren blood in her veins was far too diluted to even be considered as one, but still, it made his heart twist.

His grandmother often told him that he was not fit to live a life as an alpha because he felt too much, thought too much and saw too much. And maybe he did. He cared. While the others did not, it was not a surprise because shifters were often driven by desires, and he, on the other hand, saw things much more clearly.

He turned his head away from the corpse that was being taken away, but not before telling Laxus to handle the funeral of the siren. The woman might be a slave in the eyes of many, yet Killian believed that she deserved to be buried with peace and respect, no matter what others say about it.

"Where is she?" He walked over to Selene and slapped his hands on the wooden surface of the counter.

Selene gave him a wary look. "She went to the balcony. She couldn’t watch whatever just happened." Neither could she, but Selene couldn’t leave with her brother gone; someone from the alpha family needed to stay back to control things at the party.

Not that there was much to control.

Everything was already out of their grasp.

Killian clenched his teeth, his jaw getting set even tighter as he knew that Inez would definitely have some opinions about him. From why he allowed such a thing to happen right under his nose to why he did not stop it from happening, he could almost hear her say those words.

Heaving a sigh, he said, "I am going to take a look."

He turned around, wanting to skirt around the throng of people and go looking for Inez by following her scent down the hall. But just as he turned around, he almost ran into Nyx, who had come looking for him when he wasn’t paying attention.

"Woah, there. Why are you in such a hurry?" She teased him with a smile on her lips.

"There are some things that need to be handled," Killian replied. He stepped to the left as he wanted to walk past Nyx, but the woman seemed to see through his actions. She stepped to the left as well before saying, "Alright, you can deal with those things later on. Here, I collected some siren blood for you to drink. I was waiting for you to come and take a sip earlier, but I couldn’t find you. Where were you anyway?"

"Outside." Killian glanced at the glass of siren blood before saying to Nyx, "I will pass. You know I don’t like to drink Siren blood. Or the blood of innocents." After he finished speaking, he stepped past her and walked out of the party hall.

The smile on Nyx’s lips could hardly be maintained. She had never been rejected like this publicly. Even if Killian didn’t like her, he would give her the respect that she deserved. Never did he tune her out like he did just now.

Some of the guests glanced at her before turning away, while there was a whole lot of bunch who chuckled at her plight.

The female shifter was close to drowning in humiliation, and her mood, which was filled with glee upon bringing the siren successfully to the pack, had turned gloomy and damp. Before she could fix her smile, one of the female guests walked over with the glass of siren blood in her hands.

She softly laughed at Nyx and said, "I believe that the alpha noticed that the siren that you have brought is far too inferior. I can hardly taste the euphoria when drinking the blood."

"And what do you mean by that?" Nyx snapped. She tried to hide her anger, but her wolf still lunged for her surface, wanting to kill the woman in front of her for trying to say such a thing, but she held back.

"I mean, this siren was a low-quality one. I have tasted the ones that are half blood and they taste rather divine. This one, however, lacks that euphoria. No wonder the council gave her to you with so much ease. It was just a low borne."

The woman had not spoken in a light voice, which caused the guests to turn and look at Nyx.

One of them even went ahead and remarked, "And here I thought that I missed my chance. Fortunately, I didn’t lose my mind at the sight of the lowborn. Or else my reputation would have been lost."

Morrineth turned red in the face due to the humiliation that she was feeling. She turned to look at her daughter, who turned even redder; no one knew if it was due to anger or embarrassment.

She raised the corner of her mouth a second later before saying, "And when was the last time you had a sip of siren blood?"

The female shifter tensed because she seemed to have understood that Nyx wasn’t as kind as she made herself out to be. Her expression turned stiff, but a second later, she said to Nyx, "It has been quite some time."

"That’s right. It’s only given. It’s really hard to get one’s hands on a siren, whether low-born or high-born; I bet half of the people in this hall might never get another chance to taste a siren," smirked Nyx, even though she was fuming mad inside."

She then walked past the woman without letting her have another chance to speak.

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Killian barged past the balcony where Inez’s scent had led him to and the second he did it, an array of scents assaulted him.