Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 206: Pardon My French (4)

Killian smiled when he saw the look of apprehension on the faces of the two witches. "Merciless, right? But then, as you have already heard of me, you should have expected something like that from me. You attacked my pack’s pup and all of my pack members. For that, you two will die and don’t worry; I will make sure that the regeneration skill of your kind will not become an obstacle to that. Now it can happen in two ways. You will suffer the slow torment, or you can die swiftly if you tell me the truth."

The two witches exchanged a look with one another.

They looked wary.

"But of course, if you want to show me how tough you are, then you can go ahead. I will enjoy performing the torture on you two. The fact that you two attacked my family and my lover is enough for me to kill you slowly. Now tell me the truth or suffer the consequences."

Misha turned to look at the witch next to her. She questioned, "Do you think he is trying to scare us by bluffing?"

"I don’t think so." Ariel didn’t look like she was nervous, but she was surely uneasy. "This man is known for a reason. He will certainly enjoy the sight of us slowly bleeding dry."

"You two don’t have to go to such lengths to protect the person behind the hit," said Killian as he looked at the two witches, who turned horrified.

"They actually know about the hit. They got into the site," said Misha, looking shocked.

"They are not as stupid as we thought," said Ariel with a calculating look in her eyes.

Killian’s eyes danced from one witch to another, and he softly asked, "All we need to know is the name of the one who put the site up, the one who put the hit, and you can get an easier time."

"Sadly for him," said Ariel. "We are determined to kill them all. Do you still have the explosion sigil, Misha?"

"I don’t," pouted Misha as she turned and glared at Laxus. "That rabid-looking one took the sigil from me. I don’t think he understands what it is, but he knows that it’s dangerous."

Inez turned to look at Laxus and had to admit that he did look a bit rabid at that moment.

Ariel didn’t seem fazed one bit. "Don’t worry. We will think of something else."

After a long moment of silence, when it was clear that the witches were going to keep up the pretence that they didn’t understand English, Killian sighed and turned to look at Finn. "Since they want to play roughly, then we might as well respect their choice. Can’t say I am disappointed; I have always been a fan of rough play."

"Maybe they really didn’t understand what we were saying," said Ryder.

Ajax winced. "You are right. Only an idiot would agree to take on Glass Sand torture."

Finn walked over to where Killian was standing. He said to him, "I say we can just call Third Eye and hand these witches to him. He is a witch hunter; he would certainly be able to make them speak."

Misha’s eyes widened in shock. "They know Third Eye. That bastard is not going to leave us alone."

Killian nodded as he said to Finn, "You are right. Third Eye was quite upset that he couldn’t track down the witch who had put out a hit on our pack. He certainly wouldn’t take this nicely." As soon as he finished speaking, just as he expected, the witches looked rather scared. Third Eye was the most powerful witch hunter. He was merciless and a crude bastard and was known as one in the witch community.

His name was so well known that witches often used him as an example to stop their children from crying. He was the bogeyman of the witch community.

"Yes," said Finn. "I will bring him here then."

"If they hadn’t just tried to burn our entire pack alive, I would have felt sorry for them," said Ryder with a wince.

Misha turned to look at Ariel and said to her quickly, "Maybe we should give them what they want. I would rather die a quick death at their hands rather than fall into the hands of the witch hunter. It wouldn’t matter if we are veinweavers; that man will kill us in the most cruel fashion. I would rather avoid the Glass Sand... as well. Look at the bloodlust of the man; he is going to kill us." noveldrama

"But if we give them the name... then we will be counted as traitors and no one will come to avenge us," Ariel pointed out. "Then no one will celebrate us... We will fail in getting what we want." She sounded quite sad about that.

"That is true. Then, how about we give them a fake name?" suggested Misha. "A masculine name instead of The Great One. That way they will never find out that the site is just a feint and we are actually trying to revive a prototype for animorphos. That way they will be thrown off the trail and look for a male witch while the Great One will stay safe—" f\r(e)ewe.b no\vel.com

That was all Inez needed to hear. "It’s a witch. Their big boss, The Great One. And they are actually trying to revive the animorphos."

She was quite surprised that these people were trying to bring in the shifters from the old tales back; as for why, she had more or less of an idea why.

Laxus blinked. "The Great One."

Inez nodded. "They didn’t say her name; maybe they don’t know her name either. They just know her as the Great One and hold enough reverence to call her the Great One."

The two witches gaped at Inez. When Inez saw the look on their faces, she shrugged and said to them, "What? Did you think that only you can speak different languages?"

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