Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110: A Second Chance

Pain crept into her heart, and Inez clenched the fork in between her fingers. She exhaled heavily and said to Killian, "I did learn a few tricks from my grandmother; after all, cooking is like the basic skill for survival."

It was a lie, and Killian knew that it was a lie, but he didn’t question her. Nor did he say another word when he saw the tears in her eyes. Even though his heart was breaking apart at the sight of her tears. His beast let out a roar inside of him, and Killian almost dropped to his knees to ask Inez how to make everything alright.

How to make this stop? Because as long as she was willing to stop crying, he was willing to do anything.

The pull alone was enough to make his heart clench with worry and anxiety. It also scared him. Killian had never faced or seen a woman in his life who had a power as strong as Inez had over him. He was the alpha of lycans, and with the blood of the lycan king flowing in his veins, how could he even think of kneeling in front of a woman?

The thought alone was terrifying in itself.

Why would an alpha even want to kneel in front of a latent?

Killian rose to his feet, and Inez raised her head. She had calmed down enough to will away her tears and was now looking at him with a frown on her face. "Is something the matter?" she asked.

"It’s nothing," Killian calmly replied, even though the ripples within his heart made him panic inwardly. He glanced at the woman and, for the first time since he brought Inez to the pack’s territory, he realised that he might have brought a lot more than just some slightly troublesome siren.

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"Have you maybe considered that she might be your mate?"

After making his abrupt escape from the lodge where Inez lived, Killian returned to his office before sharing his deepest and most profound secret feelings with Finn. The man had calmly listened to him without saying a word throughout the entire time, and once Killian had finished speaking, Finn parted his lips and asked a question which made laughter bubble in Killian’s throat.

"You are forgetting that my mate is dead, Finn," Killian barked. Just the very thought of that woman made his skin crawl. The pack only knew what Lyra wanted them to know; she had never, not once, let them find out what she had done and what kind of secrets she had carried.

Her personality was carved and moulded to that of elegance and refined arrogance. She was like the little princess of the Virella family.

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