Chapter 5 WHAT ARE THE NASHES HIDING?

My eyes were fixed on Garrett's back as he led me towards where the scream was coming from. I had barely gotten to know Lara, but I was following every step that she was leading me towards.

Everything in me screamed for me to turn back, but I wasn't listening. It wasn't like Garrett would let me do that either.

“Brace yourself for anything,” he warned, and I gave him a small nod.

My heart was hammering in my chest with each step I took. As soon as we stopped at the parking lot, I frowned. Garrett was stuck in place, like he was scared of even taking a step forward.

“What's wrong?” I asked, and he refused to say anything. I could immediately smell the blood that was in the air. It was clearly werewolf blood. But of who? I could only hope that it was coming from Owen again. Even if it didn't make any sense, it had to be him somehow.

I managed to step away from the place that Garrett was blocking, and I wished I hadn't. I gagged immediately, bending down on my knees as I tried not to bring everything in my stomach up my throat.

There was a werewolf there, ripped into pieces in his human form. As I took in the sight, I could feel something leave my body.

I almost lost my balance, and Garrett held me immediately. There was something hot about his touch. Something that made me lose my balance immediately.

“What is it?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow. “You've never seen a dead body before?”

I wanted to tell him what it was, but I bit my tongue. I wasn't willing to share any kind of information with this guy.

“Any idea on who killed him?” I asked in a whisper, and Garrett shook his head.

“He might have been ripped apart by anything especially wolf hunters. They're ruthless when it comes to our kind . If you're not careful enough, this is exactly how things would end for you.”

I shouldn't be here with Garrett. I shouldn't be listening to him. But at the same time, I couldn't deny the fact that he was right to some extent.

“What are you doing here?” Derek's voice boomed through the parking lot, and I felt myself freeze.

Garrett didn't even act like anyone just spoke. He was about to walk away when Derek held him back.

“What were you doing with…” he looked at me from head to toe, with his lips turned down in disgust. “...her.”

“You speak about her like you have no interest in her. I should believe that what I was doing with her is none of your business as well.”

“The audacity that you have,” Derek said, swiping a hand through his nose. “You act like you rule the school.”

Garrett smirked. “I guess that makes two of us.”

I looked at the exchange between the both of them, raising my hands in the air. “Enough, please.” I begged. “The last thing I need is drama.”

Derek cocked his head to the side. “Actually, you're right,” he grabbed my hand. At this point, it was starting to feel and seem normal.

“Where are you taking me?” I screamed, managing to root my feet to the floor.

“Home.”

I frowned immediately. It was possible that people like him were used to going home when it wasn't even time for closing, but I wasn't. And I wasn't even going to hesitate letting him know.

“I won't be going home with you.”

He tugged even harder, and I started moving along with him. “Being stubborn won't help you, Iris.”

He was right. Because a few minutes later, I was sitting in his car, without my bag as he drove me home. His jaw was ticking. But there was something else there. An emotion that I couldn't place. Something between anger and fear.

“What are you scared of?” I asked immediately. He gripped the stirring wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white.

“Just keep your seatbelt on, and try to make sure that I don't kill you before we get back to the pack.”

I swallowed hard. I sat back in the chair, with my hands folded. The last thing I wanted was trouble. I wasn't used to the route to the school just yet, and I didn't need a sorcerer telling me that he was capable of doing everything he said he would.

As soon as he parked in front of his father's mansion, he went straight to the house, and I walked right behind him. I was about to head back to my room when I heard muffled voices.

“Another one's dead, dad,” Derek was saying, running his hand through his hair. I could barely hold back my gasp. That meant that Garrett was actually right. That information was supposed to be enough for me, but it wasn't.

I leaned in even more, trying to hear everything that was about to be said.

“And so?” Derek's dad asked. “It's not something new. Take it like it's just the moon goddess helping us get rid of the unimportant ones. After all, it had remained hidden for years.”

Derek nodded. Then he suddenly looked worried again. “What if the unimportant people die, and then it comes into our family? There's no running away from that.”

His father leaned back into his chair. “And who told you that it isn't already in this house?” he asked, sipping his bourbon. Just as I was about to take a step back, I bumped into one of the important vases in the hallway.

I quickly covered my ears with my hands at the sound of the crashing.

“Who's there?” Derek asked, stepping out of the office immediately. It was too late to even go anywhere. I stood there, with my chin tipped.

He and his father stepped out of their office, rushing to see who might have been eavesdropping.

“What did you hear?” His dad asked. I wanted to tell him that I heard everything, but I quickly bit my tongue.

“Nothing,” I answered in the most polite manner I could muster. “I just wanted to make sure you're in the house.”

He looked like he wanted to argue, but he didn't. “Fine then,” he said, waving me off. “You can leave. I heaved a sigh of relief immediately.

I knew that this wasn't the end of the questioning.