Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha
Chapter 199: Something Evil

Chapter 199: Something Evil

"We need to get another lead," said Killian as he dropped his hand and looked at the ceiling of the lodge. It was as if he were trying to pry open the skull of the gods above and see what was ahead of them.

Inez didn’t know what he was thinking, but something about his expression was off. It made the siren in her whimper, and a tug in her gut told her that something was about to go wrong. Very wrong. There was something out there, and he or she was waiting for them to make a mistake such that they could take their pack down in one swoop.

"We will be fine," sensing her worry, Killian reached out and took her hand in his. "There is nothing to worry about."

"Yeah," Inez smiled as she changed the topic of the conversation, "I submitted the application to the competition."

"Thats great, Bubbles—"

The rest of his words were interrupted by the ringtone of his phone. Killian smiled at her apologetically before fishing his phone out and answering it. "Yes?"

"You need to come out and see this, Kill. This is crazy."

When Inez heard Finn’s words, her heart jumped slightly. She had a very bad feeling about whatever this was.

"I got it," Killian responded as he got to his feet.

Inez followed right after him.

"You can stay here," he told her. "Whatever this is, it won’t be a pretty sight."

"I am used to seeing sights that are not pretty," Inez told him. The man paused and turned to look at her while holding the knob of the door. He stared at her for, like, two seconds before nodding. "If you throw up, I am not going to clean up the mess, just letting you know. So you might as well pack a pair of new shoes."

"I am not going to throw up," said Inez as she rolled her eyes.

"You will change your mind soon enough."

Inez narrowed her eyes at that remark. She tore after the man who was now heading toward the boundary of the territory and spoke to him in a suspicious voice, "Why are you speaking as if you know what’s there?"

"Let’s say I have had a few altercations with the witches, and I know that anything related to them can never be pretty," Killian said to her. His eyes fell on the woman walking beside him with a frown on her face, and it took everything in him not to reach out and smoothen that crease.

It should terrify him. The impact that Inez had on him, but for some reason, she brought this calm and peace to his soul, which he had never felt before.

If not for the silence of his beast, he would have thought that she was his mate. His second chance mate.

’You haven’t dropped your guard enough for me to see. Neither has she,’ said his beast in his mind.

True. If one wanted to find their true mate, they needed to bare their soul to the person. However, Killian had lost more than just a piece of his fucking soul the last time he did it; there was no way he was going to do it again.

And given how much Inez had gone through, she wouldn’t do it either.

’You guys sure are complicated,’ muttered his beast.

’Shut up,’ said Killian. ’For someone who just cares about shagging shouldn’t be speaking.’

’I don’t hear you complaining.’

Killian pushed his beast back in his conscience as he increased his pace. There were important things that he needed to face, other than burying himself deep within Inez. Not that he disliked it; he could do it all day, every day, but as the alpha of the pack, he needed to take on more responsibilities than just satisfying his woman.

’So you admit that you are one big pervert?’

Killian closed his eyes and shoved his beast even further down. The two of them marched down the cobblestone path, walking past the forest and the gnarled trees. He could sense the tension, grief and anger rolling among his pack members. They had no idea what was going on, but they knew that there was something wrong.

And it was making them agitated.

Lycans were used to attacking first and asking questions later, but how were they supposed to do that when their enemy was invisible?

Their agitation was palpable and justified, but Killian had no way to soothe them because he had no answers for the time being.

"You are here." Finn marched towards them. His jaw was set in a way which told Killian that there was something very, very wrong.

"What happened?" Killian asked, and that hit him. The scent of dread, death and decay.

He didn’t wait for Finn’s response as he marched past him and looked at the pile of dead bodies that Third Eye had dug out after breaking the sigils that were drawn by the witches.

"They used our pups to attack our pack, Kill," Finn said from behind. Something that Killian already understood. The sacrifices to break and create the portal to kidnap their pack members were the children of their pack. And as a last fuck you, they buried the bodies to rot right under the sigils.

Killian clenched his teeth so hard, he was certain that he was going to pull a few of his nerves.

"Killian, are you okay?" Finn asked from somewhere behind, but Killian didn’t respond. He couldn’t. This was the biggest defeat that he had received—even with Lyra by his side, he had never suffered a defeat as big as this one.

He had failed. In protecting his pack. In saving these children. Maybe they were alive when they were brought here to be sacrificed. The blood did look fresh—

"Killian, it’s alright." A smaller, softer hand reached out and pulled him back. "You need to calm down."

Only then did he realise animalistic and feral growls were erupting from his chest.

"I am going to kill this motherfucker."