Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha
Chapter 133: Met with A Murderer (2)

Chapter 133: Met with A Murderer (2)

"Basic safety protocols?" Killian arched a brow. "I am a lycan, and if you don’t know about our kind, then I would like to tell you, we eat everything. I have even eaten rats; a little worm in my sushi is not going to send me to the hospital."

"But I am not used to eating such things!" Jules stated, hoping that it would move the lycan, but if she was hoping to melt Killian’s heart, then she was simply waiting for the sun to rise from the west.

"Then you will get used to it," remarked Killian with a little shrug. "If you cannot even eat rats, then how will you become the luna of my pack?"

"You—you want me to get used to eating rats?" Jules repeated, sounding horrified. Why did no one in her family tell her that she needed to get used to eating rats? And why did they never tell her that lycans were used to eating everything? How was she supposed to survive with a man as barbaric as Killian?

"How may I help you today?" As soon as Killian stepped inside, a waitress walked over to where he was standing. With a sweet smile plastered on her lips, she looked at the man and said to him, "Would you like to sit on the counter or the table?"

"A table, please!" Jules was quick with her choice when she saw the kind of people who were sitting on the counter. She didn’t want to sit between drunken humans and shifters. However, her voice startled the waitress, who flinched and turned to look at her in surprise.

When Jules saw the look in the eyes of the server, she glared at her. "What are you looking at?"

The waitress looked at the woman who was acting rudely with her for no reason and then turned to look at Killian, who smiled warmly at her. He said to her, "Forgive her. She is just having a little fit and nothing else." he paused and added, "If there is anything that can make a kid happy, then you can bring it to our table."

"Sure, we have some cakes and rice dumplings that children like," replied the waitress.

"Excellent," Lucas said to the woman as he pointed to Jules. "Bring some for this one."

The woman seemed a bit surprised, but she still nodded. "Sure, sir."

When Jules heard their exchange, she was so furious that she wished she could turn around and leave this rotten place at once. However, when she thought about how she came here with this man, she knew that there was no way she would be able to go back without Killian driving her home.

Thus, she reluctantly stayed put, but at the same time, she was determined to make this man pay for the things that he had said and done to her. How dare he treat her in the same manner as one would treat their child? She was way older than that.

When the waitress led the two of them to their table, Jules frowned even harder. She took a look at the plastic table, and her heart became even more unsettled, especially when she saw the many stains on the chairs and the table. Even though it was cleaner than most places, Jules had been to even cleaner places. She just couldn’t withstand the idea of sitting and eating on a chair which seemed like it had been stepped on.

She tried to suppress her nausea and turned to look at the waitress. "Where is the restroom?"

"Just down the corridor, Miss," replied the server.

"It’s cleaner than this place, right?" Jules asked as she moved her fingers and pointed to the entire space where people were eating.

When the waitress heard her question, her eyebrows twitched. However, she still maintained her politeness and said to her, "Don’t worry, Miss. We take the matter of cleanliness really seriously. There is no need to worry about anything."

Jules nodded before turning around on her feet and heading down to the restroom.

Inside the restroom, Inez was washing the fake blood that she and Nyx had collected.

"Oh my god!"

Just as Inez reached out to wipe her hands with a tissue, she heard someone exclaim behind her. She turned and saw a woman staring at her with a shocked look on her face, her hands covering her mouth as she looked at Inez’s bloodied hands. When she saw Inez look at her, the young woman seemed to be shocked silly.

She slid down the floor and pleaded, "Please don’t kill me. I – I am already having a really bad day. My date turned out to be a jerk, and I am in danger of going to the hospital. I don’t want to die. So please leave me... let me live."

As the young woman started to sob, she covered her face with her hands and started crying.

Inez, who saw her series of actions, was stunned. She walked over to the woman in a hurry and said to her, "Are you alright?"

"Oh my moon goddess! Look at my awful condition; even a murderer is comforting me. Why is this happening to me?" cried Jules like a drama queen.

"Murderer?" Inez was speechless, but then she saw her hands, which still had some remnants of the fake blood. She gasped and then said to the woman, "It’s not real blood. This is fake... I planned a prank with my friends. This is definitely not real blood. Here, smell it; it smells like paint."

Jules eyed the woman in front of her warily, but she still sniffed the air, and the scent of paint flooded her nostrils. Her heart settled down a little when she realized that she had just overreacted. However, a second later, she realized that she had cried like a child, and her expression stiffened.

She immediately got to her feet and then pointedly said to Inez, "Why are you acting like a serial murderer and scaring others?"

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