Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 260: Mangled Corpses

"What’s the matter?" The sound of wheels echoed behind her, and Inez snapped out of whatever daze she was in at that moment. However, the moment she blinked her eyes, the woman or the ghost of her disappeared right then and there.

A furrow etched between her brows, and Inez raised her hand to pinch the space between her eyebrows. She had no idea what was happening. Did she just imagine the entire thing, or was she still too tired due to the drug in her system? Inez had not the slightest bit of an idea about what the hell was going on with her.

"Inez?"

"It’s nothing." Inez turned and said to Selene, who looked concerned and maybe out of her mind due to worry. "I think I am still not okay."

Selene nodded as if she understood her predicament. She said to Inez, "Though the witch used those drugs sold in the human world, it’s hard to believe that she didn’t mess around with them. Maybe that is the reason why you are feeling like that." She paused and added, "Let’s go back to bed, Inez."

And even though Inez would have loved to stay awake and go out in the forest where the attack happened, to find any missing evidence that others might have forgotten to detect, she had no other choice but to head back to bed because Inez knew that there was no point in running around when her head was still unclear.

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It took a little over an hour to reach the downtown where the unregistered lived. The place where Joannes stayed was located in a rough, neglected area among the stores. The small building was no bigger than the little garage that they had at the back of their territory.

Ryder parked the seven-seater SUV outside, Killian relayed the simple plan to his enforcers: Walk inside, state that they were here

as simple as

bunch of

His mechanical eye was moving left and right as

through his blonde crew cut and rubbed the back of his head with a frown

matter?" Killian asked. He turned around on the passenger seat at the front and

is not—funny," he spoke, with a faint hint of warning in his tone. "The aether flowing

frowned upon hearing. Whatever Third Eye meant by those words didn’t sit right with him, but now that they were here,

a look at what is waiting

the incredibly disordered reception desk. And even when they stepped inside the building, no one came out to stop them. What greeted them was the thick, coppery scent mingled with the astringent smell of

looked at Third Eye,

"Kill—"

led his enforcers inside the building; following the potent scent, they came to a stop in front of a much more private office. Both Joannes and two young women were sprawled on the threadbare