Adora looked around with an annoyed scowl on her face before she turned back to the woman who had just countered her claim of defeating the cold-blooded murderer who lay at our feet.
“I came here demanding to be told where the killer of a werewolf was, and you all brought this man out for me to fight,” she explained to them as she gestured towards the body of the vampire laying at her feet. “Now that I have done just that, you’re trying to tell me that he’s not the killer? Is that it then?”
“What we’re trying to tell you is that you came here with your so-called leader and demanded for a killer. We showed you a killer, one of the renowned ones around here, for you to fight and defeat. By defeat, we didn’t mean for you to kill him. He was important to us. What you have just done is unprov
