Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha novel Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Mutilated Bodies

Her life was not easy. It would have been much better if she had just stayed put in her little boutique and designed clothes, but no, she had to end up getting caught in a fray that had nothing to do with her. The stupid urge to keep Inez alive had pushed her to do things that she would have normally ignored. Things she didn’t care about.

They were annoying, and for someone around her age, annoying things should either be ignored or eradicated. Usually, she ignored these things, as Tracy couldn’t be bothered by them, but for Inez, she had to make sure that these things would be cleaned up before they could become a hurdle in her path of staying alive.

And you could have done all of this silently, don’t you think so? One of her spirits spoke to her as they watched the carnage that Tracy had wrought in the warehouse. Splinters were burning down, flames had claimed walls, and the glass windows were now melting like they were made of thin wax or paper.

Talk about dramatic entrances, said the black owl as he stared at the mess in front of him. He turned and looked at Tracy before saying, "Continue like this, and you will be dragged to the front of the council of the Gods."

"Like I care." Tracy snapped her fingers as a bolt of electricity passed through the space, lighting the entire warehouse with purple lightning. The door that had been stopping her from entering crumbled under her rage, if it could understand that there was no point in standing against her. Pathetic. Where was the fight? The crash of the door sent another tremor down the ground and through the underground chambers within the warehouse that had been built on top of it to mask the illegal and dirty dealings that happened inside the underground area—Several shifters rushed in.

"Who are you?"

"How did you get here?"

"Someone come! There is an intruder here."

"Kill her! She has found the warehouse!"

They repeated the same boring scripts that she had gotten used to hearing since the eighties. Not a single thing had changed. Other than the warehouse or the hiding spot. She watched as the fools who had sold their wolves to the witch in exchange for immortality. The same fools, the same strategy and the same greed. There was nothing new.

She didn’t even bother to wipe the bored expression on her face as she snapped her fingers just as the four to five young shifters came rushing at her, but then again, who knows? Maybe they were around the age of her great-great-great grandpa? Selling their soul and whatnot.

The husks turned into ashes, and only one of them remained intact. Interesting.

She turned to look at the shifter, who was now eyeing her with eyes that were wide in terror.

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