Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 242: An Attack from the Dark (2)

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." Inez grabbed hold of her twisted foot and grimaced slightly. She could not understand Evelyn; she couldn’t understand her actions and thoughts either. Even when she told her that doing something like this would bring trouble to her pack, she still went ahead and did it. Did she think that Inez was going to die after she fell from the balcony? Maybe she did.

Many shifters underestimated latents just because they had no wolf. They took them as humans when the truth was that even without a wolf, they had shifter blood in them. No latent would die after being pushed off the third or fourth floor. Injured yes but they won’t die.

Inez pushed herself off from the ground. Exhaling as the cool air from the ocean fluttered over her skin and ruffled her hair. She tried to walk forward but the second she placed even the lightest amount of weight on her injured foot, a wave of pain shot through her. Curse her bloodline and the dynamics of the world.

Why couldn’t a siren heal herself with her own song when she could heal the entire world?

What could she even do by mending her own foot? Take over the world? With a song? Hah!

But then all the anger that was sizzling within her veins cooled down. Who could she blame for this situation if not her? She had been dealing with Evelyn for years and yet she didn’t see it coming. It was never her words that got to Bree; she had been used to them. But she never expected that the woman would suddenly turn so daring that she would push her off the balcony. But then again, she did start to doubt her identity.

Maybe that was what gave her the push?

Trying to keep the weight off her injured one was a task that needed to be awarded. With the heavy dress and everything else, Inez was sure that she could have brought

and closing echoed behind her and she ignored it, thinking it was one of the drunken guests or something of the sort. She just hoped that it wasn’t

she would have loved to tattle, Inez wouldn’t want the two packs to go to war because of her,

her, bringing with it the scent of

when something sank into her skin. She hissed in pain. Furious, her siren shot to full alertness and lunged to the surface. She wanted to take the reins, let Inez

then they would lose

yeah, they couldn’t

she didn’t like it, she liked Killian

dropped her gaze and looked at the things that were sticking out of her flesh. Darts. Fucking darts. Since when did witches stop

balaclava or those robes that the witches wore ever so often. Her face was hidden but the tranquilliser gun in her hands was sticking right out. She was staring at Inez with those eerie grey eyes that shone and

for help—whatever potion that this witch had filled the darts with had jammed her

quite put into words. Goddamn these witches. She knew that she was going to pass out soon. She also knew that she couldn’t do that without alerting everyone about the presence of this witch

the last time," the witch said. "Why