Killian frowned. He had heard this response more than twice already, but he just couldn't understand why Inez would need a witch. He parted his lips, determined to get an answer which would explain what Tracy was trying to do, but before he could even get a word out, Tracy spoke, "There is no point in questioning me about my intentions. I am here only to keep Inez safe and help her guide her on the right path. I have no intention or obligation to talk with you, lycans."
"As if we are dying to talk with a witch," snarled Ryder. He stared at Tracy with the utmost revulsion. Among all the enforcers, he was the one who suffered greatly at the hands of the witches; thus, it was no surprise that he didn't like Tracy or her presence in the territory.
"You should, though." Tracy tilted her head to one side, her hand thrown at the back of the couch. "You really need the help of a witch—"
