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Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 295: Kill Them With Love (2)

Author: fairytail72
updatedAt: 2025-09-21

h4Chapter 295: Kill Them With Love (2)/h4

    "Alright, I think you had enough funst night."

    Inez sat up straight, cradling the nket near her body and staring at Tracy, who was staring at Killian, who in turn was staring at her. No, in fact, he was ring at her. Fortunately, he had pulled his pants on or else who knows what kind of devastation Inez would have faced upon waking up?

    "What’s going on?" she asked, trying to break the tension between the two of them. There was certainly something wrong, even if they didn’t show it on their faces. Inez just knew there was something up between the two of them. "Did something happen?" Now, she was quite upset about her tant nakedness. If she were dressed, at least she could have rushed forward and demanded an answer instead of staying in bed.

    "Oh, you are up?" Tracy turned and looked at her. "You should get up and get dressed. Finn has arranged for the breakfast that he promisedst night, and I think you need something in your system after getting ravaged by this beastst night." The word ’beast’ was uttered through sheer disgust.

    "Just who do you think you are?" Killian questioned, sounding genuinely frustrated. It was one thing that this woman just marched right into their lodge. But she also came to the bedroom and banged on it until he lost his patience and opened the door for her. But what surprised him was that this woman was not the slightest bit scared of him.

    "And what do you think I am doing, Romeo?" Tracy questioned with a raise of her brow. "You should be d that I didn’te to interrupt youst night when you nearly brought this building down with your hyper-excited activities."

    Her words brought a blush to Inez’s cheeks, who lowered her head, and damn, that sight made his length jerk right up, but the second he saw Tracy staring at him, his not-so-little friend went right the fuck down.

    "It has nothing to do with you," said Killian. He had the most perfect morning, with Inez scent wrapped around him and his scent wrapped around her; he was certain that imprinting had already started. This was enough to bring him the greatest happiness in years, but before he could even relish this new finding, Tracy came to look for him.

    "You have nothing to do with me. But Inez does. Do you even realise that sirens, especially those who have never learned how to use their powers, can sometimes suck a person dry of their youth, or maybe sometimes they lose control and kill men or women with whom they sleep? Inez never learned how to control her powers. You are lucky that her siren has not gotten used to a man’s touch before, which is why you were able to survive till now. If she had lost control, then Inez would be ced in danger—and you, unfortunately, would be dead, which would be a mess to clean up."

    Tracy sounded almost disgusted by the very notion.

    "I am d that you care so much about my life and death."

    "I don’t care whether you live or die, but don’t die when Inez is around you. You might think that I am scaring you, but I am speaking the truth. If you continue getting intimate like this when her siren is getting stronger, her instincts to im, bind and consume will get stronger as well. And apparently you are not strong enough to be her mate; unless you want to get your life force sucked—with your vitality unintentionally syphoned, you better keep an eye on your tiny little peepee."

    "It’s not tiny!" Killian gritted out. He had slept with countless women, and none of them had ever said anything bad about his performance.

    He stared at the woman who stared right back at him. "I don’t care what you have to say about the current situation. Just try to control yourself. You have no idea what a siren as strong as her can do, so keep your distance."

    "We have imprinted—"

    "It’s not an imprinting," Tracy cut his words sharply. "It’s an illusion. The siren in her needs you; she desires you, which is why she has created this illusion. There is no imprinting between the two of you. Do you now realise how dangerous this little game you two are ying is now?"

    iShe wants me. /i

    His beast sounded delighted, and Killian had to roll his eyes at the stupidity of his own beast. How in the world did he skip the rest of the words that Tracy had said to him? He sucked in a breath and red at the woman in front of him. "How can such a thing happen? Imprinting is not something that can be faked."

    "Then you don’t know the level of a siren’s ability and skills. Only fools would consider a siren as strong as her weak. Believe me, if she wanted, she could make every man in your pack think that they were her mates and their desire to im would be just as strong as yours. You are fortunate that her siren is still learning."

    "You mean to say that it’s my powers that are making him attracted to me?" Inez asked softly, her heart aching at the very thought of Killian desiring her only because her siren was getting out of control.

    "Oh no, this man has a true and honest desire to die under you. He truly likes you in all the senses of the word the human calls ’love’," said Tracy as she walked past Killian and looked at Inez, whose face slowly started to heat up under her firm gaze. Just as she thought that Tracy was going to say something, the woman hummed and said, "You should get ready ande downstairs. There are some things that we need to do, don’t we?"

    "What do you mean?"

    "Your enforcers caught a really fascinating thingst night. I am sure it will shock you to your very core, Alpha Sokolov."

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