Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

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.

told her. "Whatever this is, it won’t

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

not going to throw up," said Inez as

change your

heading toward the boundary of the territory and spoke to him in a suspicious voice, "Why are

her. His eyes fell on the woman walking beside him with a frown on her face, and it took everything

reason, she brought this calm and peace to his soul, which he had never felt

have thought that she was

haven’t dropped your guard enough for me to see.

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

how much Inez had gone

sure are complicated,’

’For someone who

hear you

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

that you are one big

down the cobblestone path, walking past the forest and the gnarled trees. He could sense the tension, grief and anger rolling among his

was making

were used to attacking first and asking questions later, but how