Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Naughty Kids can’t Run.

Bang.

The sound of fabric burning, followed by a bone-crushing pain, sent Inez flying. She dropped to the ground a few feet away from the witch. The bloody dagger was still in her hand. The witch, on the other hand, was touching the wound on the side of her neck where Inez had jammed the dagger into her skin.

"You bitch..." the witch cursed as she glared at Inez, or Inez thought that was what she was doing because it was hard to see things clearly, with her head going woozy and her body turning disoriented. However, she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. Inez knew that if she let the drug take her down now, then there would be only two things that would happen.

One, she would be killed.

Or.

Two, she would be taken away.

Death had never scared her. There were times when she had stayed locked up in the cell when Dominic lost his temper with her and put her in that small cell for weeks. Forgetting that she even existed and leaving her to starve and stare at the small window. Waiting for someone to remember that she existed.

At times like these, Inez had seen death rather closely.

She wasn’t scared of dying. What she was scared of was being taken away.

Away from her pack, her friends and Killian. Oh, Night Goddess, he was going to lose his shit once he found out what happened.

The witch seemed to be surprised. She must have believed that the drug, along with the spell, should have taken down Inez. The witch had tried to injure her, but she didn’t try to kill her, which told Inez everything that she needed to know. She was here to kidnap her.

Not cool.

Her vision soon clouded with sheer rage, and her siren rumbled a dark growl as she lunged at the witch. Inez watched as the woman tried to draw another spell, but she didn’t give her a chance. Scooping the soil from the ground, she hurled it at the witch. She might be all omnipotent when it came to magic, but was quite useless when it came to dealing with soil in her eyes. Hah.

Inez shot forward and stabbed the witch in the arm. Since witches used their hands to use magic, as long as their hands were deemed useless, they would be no different from humans. There were witches who could make use of magic without using their hands, but they were older, more ancient. And Inez didn’t believe those witches had the time to bother a little siren like her.

At least she hoped. Gosh, she was really going, wasn’t she?

The witch stumped and teetered, shaking her head hard. However, Inez didn’t release her. Letting the witch get a hold of herself would be no different than signing her death warrant.

What was going on? Inez couldn’t help but wonder. Why was she sitting on the ground like an idiot and letting someone else fight the fight which belonged to her? Thoughts like these kept flitting in and out of her head, and yet, she stayed put. She didn’t move, nor did she stop Tracy from facing off against the witch. It was as if she knew that the woman would win.

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