Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 347: Medium

Tracy knew that there was no point in losing her temper with the brainless lycan. She was the one at fault for trusting in his authority and capability to follow simple instructions. Of course, it couldn’t be blamed on him alone, but who would have expected that the lycan heir would make a mistake such as following the directions given to him by an old app?

Even when it was not his fault, Tracy wanted to kick him in the face.

She walked through the gates of the prison. Usually, she would never intervene with the shifters and their course of actions, but curse her for owing it to Inez’s father. She owed this much to that motherfucker, even if he was one tricky thing to deal with. The doors banged against the wall, making the two security guards behind the reception of the prison jump to their feet. They eyed her carefully, but Tracy didn’t even bat an eye in their direction.

She should have done a better job. Maybe left a bunch of aegis around her, ones that would have gone awry the second someone approached Inez with a bad intention. They were complicated to make, but they had simpler tasks. A single mistake, and whoever approached Inez with harmful intent would explode in countless pieces of flesh, blood and bones. Aegis were the magical equivalent of human landmines. One wrong step and then—boom!

They were not very subtle, but who the heck likes subtle?

man at the reception slowly got to his feet. He was eyeing her warily as if he knew something was

the seas found out that she allowed his daughter to be trapped in the prison, that man would lose his shit. He had some soft spots for Inez as she was his first daughter. Of course, if he could get out of wherever he was

the two of them? Don’t even think about telling me that they were taken to the execution grounds, or else I

at Tracy as if they had run into their biggest trouble of the day. Of course, they were not truly happy for the big adventure because they didn’t get paid enough for this shit. Their hands shifted towards their batons, and they squared their shoulders. The whole time they continued to look at her, but at the same time they pretended that they were not looking at her. There was this —we are not looking at you, even if we are holding the electric batons in our hands—thing going on, but Tracy didn’t have the time to waste

towards the dungeons. A quick glance at the security guards who were now simply dumbstruck by her actions. Most probably, they couldn’t

egos. Ohohoho, someone was hurt. One of the guards walked over to her

for, but unless you have the authority, you cannot meet with anyone, Ma’am," said

a fan of holding or creating appointments. Especially when she knew that they meant nothing in the

the arm of the guard and walked past him, only for her path to be blocked by the other

slowly crumpled down on the floor. They tried to get back up, but they were pinned to the floor. The man working as the receptionist opened his eyes wide. He looked as if he