Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 273: She Is Different "I wish I could," said Third Eye with a shake of his head. "But it is not that simple. This traitor of yours is hiding too deep, and I might be sounding like an idiot, but they seem to have a sort of protection. The kind that keeps witch hunters likeat bay, see this?" He circled his finger around the changed runes and tapped on them. A second later, the entire surroundings turned colder than they already were, and a dark puddle erupted beside Third Eye; from it rose a silverly blue spirit, who walked to the edge of the magic circle and was set on fire almost immediately the second it touched it.

"Woah, what happened?!" Ajax stepped back as the soul, which was already dead, let out an ear-splitting scream of anguish and disappeared.

"We use the spirits of our ancestors, the ones who died with a grudge against witches, to trace them down," replied Third Eye as he got to his feet. "Usually, it works all the time, unless the witches or wizards have skind of really strong protection around them. This traitor of yours has that very protection." "What kind of protection?" Killian asked.

"It could be anything," shrugged Third Eye. "From a little divine artefact or something that was blessed by the devil himself. We can never be sure when it comes to witches; they are neither evil nor pure. They are more in the grey area, aren't they?" "They kill for fun," deadpanned Finn.

"I know. But they don't kill as much as the demonic worshippers, and they do it quite cleanly instead of dragging their agony." "Who says-" "There is no point in starting another pointless discussion," said Killian through gritted teeth. "It doesn't matter if the witches are more evil or the demonic worshippers. For all I care, even the Zealots are in the sleague. They are all evil." His beast rumbled within him. They are trying to ease the tension; you do understand that, right? Not everyone keeps things in their hearts and wishes for a heart attack to happen. It's better to chill the fuck out a little sometimes.

I do not wish for a heart attack; I am just worried about Inez and the pack. They are not helpingwith all of their nonsense.

But there is no point in brooding over something that is not under your control. I do understand that this is your first tliking someone so much, but there is no point in letting your temper get the better of you. You need to calm the fuck down.

You speak as if you don't want to rip the throat of the motherfucker who touched her! His beast ignored him this taround. He didn't say anything, and Killian didn't prod him either. The two of them were very much clear about the truth, and the truth was that they wanted the blood of the bastard who tried to kidnap Inez. There was a chill that kept climbing up and down his spine, which kept telling him that there was something dangerous lurking around the corner, and it didn't sit too well with him. There were too many dangers, too many out-of-equation situations, and everything was way too much.

He took a deep breath and stated, "So you mean to say that you cannot trace this traitor?" Third Eye sighed. "It's not impossible, but it will take time. Interfering with the artefacts is not a simple thing." "How long?" "I don't know. The last tI tried to do it, it took more than six months." Killian gritted his teeth upon hearing his response. He didn't have six months. "She is in danger." Third Eye raised his brows. There was a flicker of amusement in those green eyes as he said to him, "You don't have to worry about her. She has someone by her side, doesn't she? That presence will keep her alive. At least that's her intention." Of course, Killian knew who the man was talking about, but it didn't ease his heart. He couldn't trust Tracy, even if she had saved Inez's life. "I cannot trust her," Killian confessed.

"You should trust her," said Third Eye. "Though I do understand it's hard for you to trust a witch when your very enemies are her own kind, she is the only ace card you have in your hands at the moment. Admit it: as odd and vulnerable as she might make you feel, she is the only one who can help you at the moment, and you know that too." As much as he wanted to refute Third Eye, Killian knew that he was right. In his heart, he knew that Tracy was his only chance against whatever they were facing. That woman seemed to know more than he did, and it meant something.

"Anyway, if that woman was malevolent, then she would have done something by now." That was an odd sort of remark. Killian furrowed his brows and raised his head before saying to Third Eye, "What do you mean? She is not even here."

"That's not right; she is with your lover," relayed Third Eye. "I her Leve can sense Der presence, right down -- three oflock to the west, thats where the lodge of your little lover is, right?" "WHAT!" Killian's eyes widened as he whirled around on his feet, but not before shouting at Third Eye, "Why didn't you tellthis sooner?!" "I thought you already knew. Who is the alpha of this pack?"

Killian ignored the subtle jibe thrown his way; he increased his pace and O ran past st the forest and the clearings. For the first time, he felt regretful. He shouldn't have given Inez the lodge that faced the sea. It was way too far.

Ten minutes later, he stood in front of the lodge; the scent of coconut m Coconut m vanilla milk filled his nostrils. It brought a sense of peace and comfort to him. See, I told you she is different.

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