Chapter 21 Why Did You Kill Him?
Sibyl’s POV
I felt my body being placed on something soft and comforting, but Keshton’s scent still filled my senses. I slowly opened my eyes to find him right in front of me, tying the seatbelt for me.
-What are you doing?” My broken voice reached Keshton’s ears as he locked eyes with me. He gently removed a falli strand from my face and replied, “Taking you away,”
His words sounded like a promise as he settled into the driver’s seat and started the car. I, though not fully conscious, sensed the unfamiliar route we were taking. I glanced at him, noting the dark expression that still lingered on his handsome face Despite the tension, I needed to know…..
“Where are you taking me?”
“To a hospital,” he replied, abruptly ending the conversation.
Surprise flashed across my wounded face. My bank account was already running low due to the necessity of renting a room in the hostel and food expenses. Moreover, the hospital job wouldn’t bring any money in, it was only to cover my debts. My financial situation was dire, the impending hospital bill would only make it worse.
“Please, drive me to the nearby bus station, not to the hospital. I want to go home, I requested, capturing Keshton’s attention. “Why?” he inquired.
“My wolf will help me heal. I just need to rest. So please.
“No,” he cut her off before stomping on the car’s accelerator.
I frowned in frustration. How could he just dismiss me like that? The corner of my lips twitched bitterly. He always did what he wanted! I wanted to argue, but I was too tired to even lift my eyelids, my mind was occupied with calculating the impending hospital bill as I closed my eyes.
However, I could still feel Keshton glanced at the deep wounds on my arms and hands that had been caused by silver. Werewolves had excellent healing abilities but when silver was involved, a wolf’s ability to heal was compromised, and the wounds would fester internally to the point of being incurable.
Sometime later, the car came to a stop as I stepped out, my mouth fell open in disbelief. I realized Keshton hadn’t brought me to an ordinary human hospital, but to the healer’s territory–a plake filled with mysterious and powerful healers where an ordinary werewolf wouldn’t dare set foot.
“Let’s go,” Keshton said, walking around the car.
“That’s insane,” I murmured, refusing to budge.
“What?” he raised an eyebrow, his gaze flickering to my worsening wounds and bleeding head
pay the bill for this place,” Ladmitted without hesitation.
“I will cover the bill,” he said casually.
I blinked in disbelief at his comment, “Why would you do that?”
He wasul a family member, relative, or lover. Even lovers typically paid for their own expense
offering to cover the bill.
but here was my creditor
Keshton stared at me, offering no response to my question. Instead, he hoisted me up onto his shoulder once more. “You talk too much,” he tersely remarked as he strode into the healer’s den.
“What?” I exclaimed, feeling panicked and confused as I lay over his shoulder “I can walk. Let me go. I protested, struggling slightly but it only resulted in more pain on my end. He paid no heed to my warnings, so I resigned myself to lying quietly on his shoulder until they reached a room and he placed me gently on the bed.
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Chapter 21 Why Did You Kill Him?
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Immediately, a man rushed in and addressed Keshton with respect but also a hint of fear as he glanced between us curiously. “Alpha Keshton!” he began urgently.
“Call Healer Trace,” Keshton commanded, his tone firm.
The name struck a chord with me. I recalled hearing about Healer Trace from the gossiping staff, who had mentioned that the senior doctor of the Eclipse Moon Pack hospital was absent.
“Healer Trace came to offer his assistance to us from the Eclipse Moon Pack a few days ago, but he returned to his pack this morning. He should have returned to the Eclipse Moon Pack, Alpha,” the man explained.
“He didn’t return to Eclipse Moon. He must be loafing around. Go and find him quickly!” Keshton growled, his eyes turning
cold
With a nod, the man hurried off in search of Healer Trace, knowing that failure to locate him could have severe consequences at the hands of Alpha Keshton.
The room fell into dead silence, leaving Keshton and I alone. I expected Keshton to leave, but to my surprise he pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed. Our eyes met for a fleeting moment before I tore my gaze away, unable to look at him directly. I still awaited his response as to why he was willing to pay my bill. Was it because I was working in his pack? Or was it because I was in this state due to his pack members? Then… could it be that he intended to add this bill to my debt?!
I immediately looked at him, wanting to inquire about it, but paused when I found him staring at my body. My clothes were torn, my chest was nearly exposed, with shreds of clothing covering my rear. In alarm, I put one hand on my breasts, realizing I had forgotten about my state of undress due to my pain and dizziness. The intensity of his gaze only quickened my heartbeat for some reason.
*What are
you looking at?” I frowned at him.
Keshton glanced at my red ears, I failed to attempt to cover myself resembling a wild cat. “Why did you not run away?” My hand shifted slightly, “If running was an option, I would have done it long ago,” I murmured, earning an emotionless stare from Keshton that I found provocative.
“That’s a lie. You could have beaten him, but you took the hit, Keshton asserted.
I felt as if my veil had been ripped off by this man, leaving me emotionally naked. I clenched my fist and admitted, “True, 1 took the init, but did I have the luxury to dodge when the other option offered to me was the door to a brothel?” My eyes. glistened with a hint of moisture as I continued after a brief pause, “I was just too scared of the thought of going to a brothel. Taking a few hits was better than spending the rest of my life in a hell from which there was no hope of me ever returning to
a normal life.”
“Normal life?” Keshton questioned, reaching for a tray of ice from the freezer. He sat on the bed across from me, his expression unreadable: “What is this about?” he murmured.
“A normal life that I will live after I pay off my debt. Away from rogues and in peace.” I explained, but Keshton’s hand paused when he heard me mention leaving after clearing my debt.
His eyes seemed distant, lost in thought, which made me frown. Then, without a word, he silently retrieved an ice cube and placed it on the corner of my bleeding lips, “First pay off your debt.”
1 felt a sharp hiss escape my lips as the sudden chill of the ice cube touched my wound, but I couldn’t decipher Keshton’s intentions. It seemed as though he was implying that I should abandon my plans, as if he intended for me to be tied to him for the rest of my life. Lost in thought, I felt his warm breath against my face as he gently rubbed the ice on my injured lips.
Raising my eyes and finding myself locking gazes with him. We were too close, and I instinctively clenched the bed sheets beneath me. Our breaths mingled and my heartbeat quickened in response.
Memories of the frightening look in his eyes as he killed Noah, followed by his sudden shift in demeanor that was nothing but craziness when he asked me to stop, flashed through my mind, causing my heart to race even faster
1 licked my lips before asking, my voice soft, “Why did you kill him?”
Keshton’s hand didn’t falter in its notion with the ice as he replied, “He touched something that belongs to me. His words were as direct as ever, but before I could process them fully, he abruptly dropped the ice and pulled me into a kiss. My eyes
