Injury

CHAPTER TEN 

LIAM'S POV 

I felt unspeakably provoked seeing Kieran sitting beside Luna and also holding her hand. What was the meaning of that? Isn't he aware that she's getting married to my cousin in a short time from now? Of course, he had listened to the conversation we had last night, so why is he acting as though he doesn't know about it? 

My face screwed up in anger, but with the way Luna is, I knew I had to force a smile onto my face so that she wouldn't start thinking otherwise. 

I walked closer to her and forged a weak smile, "Sorry I was frowning some minutes ago; I was just disappointed in myself that I couldn't save you." 

Then Kieran stood up from the bed and let go of her hands. 

"Thanks for saving Luna," I told him. 

"You've said that before; why are you repeating it?" he asked me. 

For goodness sake, can't this guy play along? I want Luna to see that I care for her, and even though he's right that I've said that before, saying you're welcome isn't supposed to be a big deal to him. 

"I just feel like telling you another thank you for saving Victor's to-be mate," I told him. 

If this is going to get on his nerves, I don't care. I'll definitely make sure I find out if these two are dating. 

"How about the investigation?" Kieran asked me. 

"The corpse of one of the werewolves that attacked her was in the woods; you did it right?" I asked him. 

"I saved her, but you should be disappointed in your warriors for not being able to keep an eye on Luna," Kieran told me. 

He's right anyway; I should be disappointed in them, but on second thought, she would have informed me that she was leaving the palace. Why didn't she tell me? Where was she even heading to at that time of night? Not only was it damn late, but she was also going through that route knowing diverse rogues would be hunting at that time. 

"They said they didn't know when she left the palace; I didn't see her either," I said. 

Then he gave a low hiss, "I don't think that's an excuse." His voice was laced with untold annoyance; what's his problem?

"I'm not saying it's an excuse; learn to talk to me with respect," I told him sternly. 

"What if something had happened to her? Would we have been talking about respect?" Kieran countered. 

"It's okay, guys," Luna intervened. 

I turned my gaze to meet hers. "You shouldn't start a quarrel with each other," she said weakly. "It's my fault; I didn't tell anyone I was leaving." 

"You don't need to put the blame on yourself either," I told her. 

"Alright," she said. 

"Where were you going to?" I asked her. There's something Luna is hiding with the fact that she was going through that route. 

That route leads to two places: Wetlands Pack and also the place of the great witch Zena, so which did she intend to go to? 

"I was going nowhere; I just wanted to catch some air alone in the woods," she told me. She's lying; there are obviously many woods around our pack that she could have gone to if that was what she wanted. Why that one? 

"Was that the best place to catch some air, Luna?" I demanded. 

"Stop asking probing questions; she's already told you her purpose for going there!" Kieran spat coldly. 

"Why are you two sounding so harsh to each other?" Luna asked. 

"It's fine anyway; Kieran is just not okay with the fact that I'm asking too many questions," I said, then turned to him. "But there's nothing bad about me asking these questions," I told him. 

"You're just being too possessive!" he told me flatly. 

Being too possessive? What's he insinuating? Is he trying to poison Luna's mind against me? 

"How am I being possessive?" I asked him, then took two quick steps toward him, then he folds his fists into balls. "Are you going to fight me?" 

"Kieran," Luna called out to him. 

"I'm not going to fight you; you're my cousin, and that's it, right?" I told him. 

"Is something going on between the two of you?" Luna curiously asked us, her curiosity getting the better of her. 

"Nothing is going on between the two of us," Kieran said calmly. I know he's just pretending to be calm.

"What about Victor?" Luna asked me. Of course, I'd given him a call some minutes ago to be here, but till now, he hadn't come. Can't he show some sign that he does care for her? They'll be getting married in a short while, and so he's supposed to be trying to win her heart. 

"He's going to be here in a short while," I assured her. 

"Okay," she nodded. 

"I'll be back in a short while," I said and made my leave.

I'm going to go meet Victor, and when I get to his house, I'll give him a punch on the face, and that would be for not listening to me. He's supposed to be here many hours ago. 

I decided to drive by myself, and in a few minutes, my car pulled to a stop. I knocked at his door, but there was no response, so I came into his living room. I looked around, but he wasn't here, not until I heard a noise from the kitchen. 

I walked to the kitchen, and Victor was holding a kettle and pouring hot water into a cup; his back was to me. He wasn't wearing a shirt, except for black pants. My eyes widened when I saw diverse injuries on his back. Bloodstains were still on the fresh open wounds; what happened to him? Was he attacked?