Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 304: The Day I was Mistaken as a Murderer

Touching the ruined and run-down furniture inside the mansion, Inez sucked in a breath. Her gaze turned as she looked around the entire living hall; though no more memories surged forth, there was still a nagging sensation within her body. The painful tug of recognizing this place, but not being able to remember it.

"Do you remember anything else?" Scarlet asked Inez.

Inez shook her head and replied with a shake of her head, "I cannot remember anything else. It has been so many years; I —I can’t remember much about this space." She couldn’t help but take a few more looks around the room. Walking over to the wooden cabinet that was half burnt, she pulled it open and peered inside it. She noticed a few cobwebs at the corners of the cabinet with spiders dangling from them.

Her eyes flickered to one side when she caught something gleaming. It was a brooch. A rather delicate and exquisite brooch, with marks of the past and the present left on it, but despite that, it was still intact. Inez reached out and pulled it out of the cabinet. Clutching the cold metal in her hands, she tried to remember something, anything related to her father, but she couldn’t.

At least she was sure about one thing. This was where she had lived with her parents, and her mother was no omega, as she had claimed to be. While most of the memories didn’t return to her, Inez had at least an answer to one of her questions.

’The magic here is more concentrated,’

had been silent, most probably sniffing for more traces of

it is? Inez asked her with her brows furrowing slightly, as she couldn’t feel or

something that I have felt before, but the traces that are left behind are... Nerina went silent, and Inez didn’t poke her either for further answers because she knew that her siren was

stay and look around?" Scarlet asked as she wiped a trail of dust off the table that was sitting on the other side of the room. She turned and looked at Inez before saying to her,

herself; she wanted to remember more about her father, but she couldn’t recall a single thing. It was as if everything, every single memory of her father, had been

said, "I am sorry for pushing you

"I know."

their memories could reach, and now all of a sudden, the woman who was supposed to be an omega turned around and became an

But—

father’s body, the ones she saw in the memory that she recalled – even the memories of those bruises made her disgusted. How could her mother allow such a monstrosity to take place? Even if she had no love for her father, she had a child with him. Did it not hurt her when she saw her

run away like her mother told her, or was that another lie that she

could not feel anything. Even the voices in her head and around her had become distant. She turned around on her feet and walked past Scarlet, who followed