Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha
Chapter 46: Objections

Chapter 46: Objections

"Greetings," Inez had no idea what the woman expected from her. So, she simply nodded at her, but she might have as well ignored the woman because the second she finished speaking, Grandma Elira glared at her with dissatisfaction coating every wrinkle.

Not wanting to get into a round of trouble with Killian’s grandmother, she turned her gaze away. However, the old woman had her own ideas. When she saw that Inez was no longer paying attention to her, she narrowed her eyes.

Grandma Elira plonked the teacup that she was holding in her hand onto the table, snatching Inez’s wavering attention. "So... you are that infamous Inez Sinclair." Grandma Elira spoke to her as if she were interrogating a serial killer. As she spoke to Inez, she didn’t forget to glare at her.

And so it began. Sighing, Inez replied, "I am."

A haughty sniff escaped from Grandma Elira’s lips. "You really have some nerve. If I were in your shoes, I would rather have died in a rogue fight than harmed another pack." Grandma Elira had heard all about Inez and her glorious deeds in her old pack. A woman so jealous that she ruined a fairly good maiden’s name. Even tried to steal her hard work and put it in front of others under her own name.

Grandma Elira simply could not understand why her grandson brought such a woman to their pack.

"Did you really steal the design that Eve made?" Matt picked up the snacks in front of him before taking a bite. When everyone turned to look at him, Matt simply shrugged and stated, "Just clearing things up. We only heard word of it; there was never a piece of evidence. Or was there?"

"I didn’t," Inez replied with her head held high. She didn’t care whether the lycans under Killian trusted her word, but she was not going to stay silent and bear any more accusations that Eve had placed on her.

Nyx snorted, and so did Grandma Elira.

Apparently not done, Grandma Elira continued to glare at Inez. "I am a straight shooter, so I will tell you right now that I do not welcome you here in my pack. I am not convinced that you didn’t try to steal and kill Evelyn several times. After all, if you hadn’t, then you would have had at least one person by your side." She paused and added, "I heard that even your mother didn’t help you clear the guilt, which shows that you were indeed suspicious."

Inez ignored the subtle pang in her heart. She shrugged and said, "That’s all right; it is not like I came here to convince you."

"That’s right, we need to know why you brought her here, Kill?" snarled Fenric. "Don’t tell me that after messing around with all kinds of trash, you have lost all respect for yourself and your pack?"

An unnerving snap filled the room when Inez’s siren lunged to the surface. The continuous disrespect with the lack of her wolf taming her siren side made Inez even more unstable.

Killian’s attention turned to the fidgety male. "Don’t insult her, Fenric. You heard her; it was I who brought her here. She never begged me to take her in, so you ought to respect that, do you hear me?" Even though Killian only brought Inez to the pack for Selene, the very idea of anyone insulting her made his blood boil. Why? He had no idea.

Fenric pursed his lips. Keeping his head lowered, he got up on his feet and stalked out of the room. Nyx gave Inez a look of pure loathing and then followed after her brother.

"I expected more from you," Morrineth got up from the couch and stared at Killian with a look of pure disappointment. "I never thought that you would step on Lyra’s memory like this."

Inez sensed the change in the atmosphere the second the woman took Lyra’s name. She glanced at Killian, who was now staring at Morrineth without the usual smile on his face. She heard him say, "I never had such intentions, Morrineth, and even if I did— I am afraid to tell you that I do not have to answer you because I am your alpha and not the other way round."

Morrineth sneered. She didn’t say a word to Killian, but when she turned and looked at Inez, she made it known that she welcomed Inez into the pack as much as a bedraggled dog.

She turned around on her feet and headed out of the living room, leaving Grandma Elira to glare at Inez alone.

"I can see that you have a spine, but this is not enough to earn our respect, especially with what you have done."

"I have done nothing other than ignore you," Inez sweetly replied. Her siren half wanted to bare her teeth at the older female, but she controlled her temper as Killian stepped forward and covered her partly behind him.

"Grandmother, I brought her here to take care of Selene," Killian spoke in a soft yet firm voice. "Inez knows some healing skills and can help Selene with her illness. There is no need for you to be so harsh on her."

Grandma Elira’s expression shifted and turned, if possible, even more livid. "You want to leave your sister in her hands? What kind of healer can we not invite?" She turned and snarled at Inez, "Do we need her to help Selene?"

"Just to clarify—" Inez folded her arms and questioned, "If I can really help her, then do you not want me to do that? Would you prefer kicking me out than helping your granddaughter?" The second she finished speaking, Grandma Elira started hesitating to answer. The young girl who was sitting next to Grandma Elira raised her head and looked at Inez silently.

Though her expression was blank, Inez could see that the young lady was tempted by what she said to her.

Finally, Grandma Elira stated, "I never heard that you had healing abilities!"