Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 213: Foolish Pride

"Sooo..."

Inez turned to look at Ajax, her gaze moving away from the bobbing computer that was floating in the swimming pool. If she knew that this was going to happen, she would have at least brought enough cash to compensate the poor bloke. She could imagine his confusion upon seeing his house broken into with everything intact and only the computer dumped in the swimming pool.

What kind of crazy bastard does that? Well, a bunch of random shifters who had no qualms against the poor human did.

"Do you think this computer was selected at random, or either of them is a witch or wizard?" Ajax asked Killian, who shrugged in response.

"I would say that this was random," said Inez.

Ajax turned to look at her and questioned, "How do you know that?"

"Firstly, these witches had gone to such lengths to hide their IP address and their identities. I don’t think that they would leave such a mess of evidence behind for us to catch them. These people are as human as they can be."

Killian agreed with her. "She has got a point."

Laxus ran his hand through his hair before saying, "Well, it’s been a pointless journey."

"Not necessarily." Killian flicked his head up as he scowled at the roof of the house like it had personally insulted him.

"How did you figure that out?" Laxus frowned.

"Well, it answers at least one of our questions. There is no point in hunting the witches down electronically. We have seen through their traps, and it means that no matter how many times we trace them down, it’s going to be a dud. And that we have a traitor in the house. If not, how else would we explain the disappearance of the witches who were living in this house till now?"

He paused before adding, "It’s time we start hunting them down the old way."

"But we don’t have a clue to start looking for them," chimed Finn with a frown.

"Do you think they are still hiding in Silverhold?" Ajax questioned with his arms crossed in front.

"It’s not entirely possible." Killian shook his head. "As Inez said, they had gone through a lot of trouble to avoid getting caught by us. I doubt they would linger behind for them to be caught. As prey, they would want to stay as far as possible from their hunters. I would do that if I were being hunted down." Not that he would ever be hunted down.

Inez’s expression turned to one of resignation. "So this means that it’s a dead end for us?"

Killian walked over and draped his arm around her shoulders. "For now. But there is no way it’s going to be the end."

No, it was definitely not going to be the end, thought Killian. There was no way he was going to allow these witches to get away with the things that they had done. Attempting to kill his entire pack, killing the pups who were young and innocent and hurting Inez in the process. For these crimes alone, he was going to skin every single one of them. The council could sing about how they wanted to bring nothing but peace between the two communities, but he was never a fan of that.

He turned and looked at Inez, who was still staring at the computer in the swimming pool, before tightening his grip on her shoulders. "We will find the one who did it, Bubbles. We will find them."

**

"Inez, I think you should start getting ready. Morrineth said that she would like everyone to be present at the party," a submissive lycan told Inez while she was lounging in the back of the library.

Inez paused and put down her pen. Since the morning, she had been cooped up in the library, hoping to complete the ancient hymns. However, her verses never reached the magical affinity that could heal Selene’s poison or the effects of that godawful potion that Molly had fed Killian.

She raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was just over five, which made her frown. She turned and looked at the submissive wolf before saying to her, "It’s not the time for the party."

Even though the pack was still shrouded in mourning, Morrineth’s much-awaited birthday party was still going to be held. Her reasoning was simple: if they stopped the party, then the other packs, including the council elders, would think that their pack had weakened and that would be freaking embarrassing. Plus, the witches would certainly be tickled by the thought of their pack turning upside down due to them.

This was the question of their pride as lycans. The top predator of the shifter world after the dragon but as the dragons were almost extinct, it was them at the top of the game.

Her reasoning, as twisted as it was, was accepted by everyone in the pack. Why? Shifters were all about pride after all; if their pride was questioned, they would definitely give it their all to fight back. Even if it meant arranging a stupid party. noveldrama

Somewhere, Inez was sure that this was more of Morrineth’s manipulation at work than the pack’s pride, but hey! Who was she to say anything?

"Morrineth says that.... With your sorry condition, it will take you a good three hours to get ready. So you might as well start getting ready," the submissive lycan told her. Even though the woman had her head lowered, Inez had to admit that she had done a really good job in mimicking Morrineth. She even drawled the way that woman did when she was looking down at someone.

Inez pursed her lips. She had to remind herself that the poor submissive lycan was only doing her job, and it wasn’t Morrineth who stood in front of her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before saying to the woman, "Alright, you can leave now. Tell Morrineth that I will get ready and be at her very important party by seven. Cannot miss the cake even if the world were coming to an end, can I?"

In response, the submissive lycan just smiled sheepishly.