Hiding something from me

"I killed him," I mumbled before rolling the pages and turning around to the next page. The silence was thick when I told Leander who I had killed. Meeting with his eyes, I quickly added, "He wasn't a good guy, someone told me that he once saw him with Sydney and secondly  he had molested quite a few women around the pack. I wasn't comfortable in living with a rapist and my motherly instincts were acting up, therefore, the need to kill." "You created a whole mess." He sighed and then shook his head in disappointment. His eyes lowered to the next image of a young, teenage boy. "What about him?" "No, I didn't kill him!" I said, speaking the truth. Over the past hour, we had gone through different deaths that happened in the pack under Cade's ruling while I was living there. I managed to find most of the men I had killed out of anger and spite but the rest murders weren't on me. "Are you sure?" "He's a young, teenage boy. I wouldn't kill him and he didn’t know anything about Sydney's wher