Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 115: A proposal (2)

"I told you I am good when it comes to catching lies, didn’t I?" Killian tilted his head to one side and stated in a quiet voice, "It is such a surprise that a woman as wise as you keeps forgetting something so simple again and again."

Inez sucked in a breath. She was about to speak when Killian raised his hand in the air. Seeing this, her instincts reacted before she could, and Inez flinched. Fear surged in her eyes as she froze on the spot like a deer caught in headlights.

"A Cold towel." Before Inez could understand what the man was trying to do, she saw him trace the finger marks on her throat with the pad of his fingers. "These marks will fade soon, as if you are a shifter, even if you are a latent, but the healing will be slow. Really slow. So as to avoid feeling the burn, use a cold towel to soothe it."

Inez heaved a sigh of relief when she heard his words. So, he was just checking her injury. She thought that the man was about to hit her for causing him embarrassment by ruining a good alliance.

"I understand, Alpha Sokolov," Inez replied.

"Good, then you can go back and deal with your injuries first. There is no need for you to come to the pack hall today," Killian told her, as he believed that something about the incident with Jared had shaken Inez. Even though the woman wasn’t showing it on her face.

Inez acknowledged his command and turned to walk away.

Killian watched the siren walk up the path hurriedly. Once she disappeared around the corner, he turned on his feet and walked in the opposite direction. He met with Finn, who was heading towards him.

it?" Killian asked when he saw his beta hurrying

eyed Killian, whose eyes remained blank while his lips

she should not have?" Killian was used to his mother’s abrupt visits to his pack, even though she refused to follow him to his new pack and

Finn. "She only demanded that we bring

could never be pieced together, and yet her arrogance knew no bounds. If she were someone else, Killian

that Grandma Edira was rubbing her forehead with a hint of annoyance on her face. She looked as if she had had

the two women raised their heads and turned

"Killian."

more like a stranger than the one woman who should have been closest to him. He didn’t

Killian asked his grandmother, who

Edira spoke to him. Her voice was soft, and there was a hint of tiredness in it. It seemed like whatever his mother

at his mother, who was sitting calmly while sipping on her tea. She didn’t seem the least bit fazed, and it made something snap

of the tea that she had taken. Good. Now, at least both of them were