Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 376: Severance of Soul

The rotten, putrid smell was so vivid that Killian could feel his stomach shrivel up. Despite being miles away from the scene of chaos, he could feel the knots in his stomach turning and twisting.

Who was it? Killian demanded. Even as he was only looking at the images that Finn wanted him to see, he still felt a kind of rage burning within him. These images proved the devastation that happened in the research lab, and boy, he was not happy upon seeing it. There was so much blood, so many bodies. Death seemed to be filling every fragment of the space where Finn and the others were standing.

Tracy says that it is the work of the witch. The same one who is leading a bunch of noob witches and wizards to run a hate movement against the shifters. She is burning the entire space down, I think—I think she is angry with herself. Maybe she blames herself for not coming here sooner. But damn, Kill. That woman got power. Maybe she is even stronger than you and me. I think you need to be nicer to her; she will make a terrible enemy.

That dumb idiot. He is trying to interfere again. Kill, I will contact you back—that Alpha Cherith is trying to bite off more than he can chew. He wants to investigate this place to the last brick.

The connection got interrupted as abruptly as it started. For two seconds, Killian felt a bit disoriented, and the space around him shifted as if his entire existence had been turned upside down.

Seth asked when he noticed

The last thing he wanted was to add the tag of a mad

with this newfound information. Given their rivalry, Killian was almost certain that the man was

"Anyway, we are wasting our time by going back and forth." he turned to look at Seth and said to him, "I think

your heads in your arses. The witches are on the rise, and they are trying to bring Amorphous back to life. You can continue lying to yourself as long as you want, but if something goes wrong, then it’s on you. Not me. Not my pack and

me like that. I am trying to stabilise

in the sand. That is what you are

was fake or real. This responsibility lay with Jones and Noah. I put them in charge of interrogating that man. This case is not under you, and I do not understand what made you think it was right for you to take matters into your own hands when I, as the head, didn’t even get

than Elder Norman, but he was older than him, having lived for centuries thanks to his angel blood. Having dealt with all kinds of cases, there was nothing

tried to explain,