Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha
Chapter 113: Fingers around her throat (2)

Chapter 113: Fingers around her throat (2)

Before Inez could make out the head or tail of what was going on, she felt someone curl their fingers around her throat. A startled yelp escaped her lips as she turned to look at the man in front of her.

"Did you tell Morrineth about my little trip down the pub?" demanded Jared. His eyes were glaring at her. But Inez could detect the nervousness in his eyes. The man was scared of his little affair being known.

Interesting.

However, with her neck in his hand, Inez was not going to pull any stunt. She narrowed her eyes and looked around, but before she could come up with a plan to get this man off her. She felt his fingers tighten around her neck.

Damn this man. He better wish that she would not get an upper hand in this situation or else he would be saying goodbye to his fingers. Once and for all.

"Did you?"

"I didn’t," Inez replied sharply. Her eyes flashed with annoyance. She raised her hand and tried to push the man away, but with her wolf gone, Inez had only one trump card. A card that she couldn’t even show to others unless she wanted to be caught and eaten. "I have no interest in your relationship with her and that woman."

Her attention was fixated on his voice, and now that she could hear him even more clearly, Inez was half certain that she had made a mistake.

"Was it Morrineth who sent you? Or was it Emma? Maybe it was my wife? Just tell me who sent you after me?" He questioned her in a low voice. His eyes were full of threats that Inez didn’t appreciate.

"I don’t know either one of these women," Inez replied, and even though she was being held by her throat, the siren in her refused to bow down to this man who dared to speak to them in such an insulting manner.

Jared heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he wondered if this woman was telling him the truth. He had a feeling that Inez had followed him yesterday. However, he had no evidence to prove that this woman had followed him. He said to her, "You better keep your mouth shut; do you understand?" He leaned forward and growled in her face. "If you breathe one word about what I did or was doing in the pub, I will make sure that it will be the last thing you do."

He couldn’t be my father, thought Inez. Sirens were prideful creatures, and they would never stoop so low as to serve other women. Sure, they charmed women and men, but they would be filled with arrogance.

"Did you hear what I said?" the man growled, and Inez headbutted him as hard as she could.

The man stumbled back and Inez, who was now free of his fingers, raised her knee and aimed it right where the sun shone.

"You fucking bastard!" she snapped. Nursing her throat, she glared at the man, "Who do you think you are to hurt me like this? Sleeping around with women for money – that’s what you do? Don’t you? Do you think it’s right to do such a thing? Have you ever wondered that maybe a woman you impregnated might live a life worse than death?"

"You bitch!" Jared glared at her while holding his crotch with his hands. "How dare you say such a thing? Do you think I am the kind of man who would leave a woman pregnant—they want to be with me, that’s why I–"

As the man was too agitated, Inez could smell his scent and pursed her lips in distaste when she realised that this man was neither a siren nor a shifter. He was the weakest of all, a merman. No wonder he was using such a strong shifter scent to hide his true form. Mermen and mermaids were like sirens, but at the same time, they were different in many ways and forms. While the sirens were like rabid chihuahuas, the mermaids were like the sweet little girls next door.

They had no defensive mechanism, which was why they hardly came to the land, and if they did, they would hide themselves better than this man. Inez wondered how this man had survived this long without losing his life at the hands of the shifters or witches.

Mermaids’ blood was as valuable as dragons’, which was why there were only a few of them left.

"You make it sound like you are a better man if you are sleeping around with other women when you have a wife and a mate," snapped Inez.

Before Jared could say anything else, the sound of footsteps echoed down the path. The two of them turned to look at Killian, who was standing at the top of the cobblestone path while holding two trash bags.

"And what’s going on here?" Killian asked. He slowly walked down the path, his gaze shifting from her to Jared, who was bent double. "Dear me, Jared. If you want to go and pee, then you can do it. Why are you holding it here?"

He then turned to look at Inez before saying to her, "And what about you? You are a lost lamb yourself. Why are you trying to help him?"

Inez gritted her teeth when she heard him call her a lost lamb. She replied, "I would rather help a rogue than help this man. It would be better if you kept an eye on what kind of person you let inside."

Turning to Jared, she said, "I have better things to do rather than doing the bidding of your wife and other women." She scoffed. "I was wondering whether there were any decent shifters left in this world, but it’s like it has become a trend to let your mate down. It’s such a shame!" She turned around to step away from the man, but Jared was not keen on letting her go; he immediately reached out to hold her.