Rejected Luna: Untamed Desire Of The Lycan Alpha

Chapter 224: Not Your Pawn (2)

Inez frowned. She didn’t have to be a genius to know who this dragon shifter was and about whom these two women were talking.

"That’s the only thing that she has to talk about," chuckled the first woman who had been badmouthing Jules. "If you take away her title as the princess of the dragons, then you will be taking away more than just half of her personality."

"I cannot agree more," said the other woman with a soft chortle. She was about to say something more, but then the sound of footsteps echoed behind them. Inez also raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound.

Jules returned with a beaming smile on her lips. Behind her was a submissive lycan who was holding a tray with four to five glasses of red wine and just one glass of fruit wine. She said to the two women, "I got the liquor that you asked me to bring." noveldrama

"Thank you, Jules," said the woman who had been mocking Jules for being a fool earlier. She took the wine glass from the tray, and instead of picking up the red wine that she had especially requested, she picked up the only fruit wine glass that was sitting at the back of the many glasses.

"That’s—" for me, Jules wanted to tell the woman, but before she could say another word, the woman smiled at Jules and patted her on the arm. She said to her, "I am sorry, was it for you? I hope you will not mind, Jules. I do prefer fruit wine over red wine."

"It’s alright," said Jules, even though her nose was scrunched up slightly. Even though she didn’t show it on her face, Inez could feel that she was disappointed, and why wouldn’t she be? Shifters were all about strength, pride and booze. Even Inez was surprised that the woman had somehow managed to find fruit wine among the pile of strong liquor. She turned to look behind her and walked over to the submissive lycans who were walking around the ballroom carrying trays of liquor.

"Hi, can you bring me some fruit punch or something?" Inez requested the submissive lycan who jumped in the air.

The man turned left and right before turning to look at Inez before saying to her, "Are you speaking to me?"

"Ah, yes?" Inez blinked her eyes and glanced around them. "I don’t see anyone here other than you."

Only then did the man nod. He turned around on his feet and scampered to the end of the room before bringing back two glasses of cherry soda. He said to her, "This is the only thing that I could find. All the non-alcoholic drinks have been taken away by the children."

"Thank you." Inez smiled at the man, only for him to shudder as if she had said a cursed word. She knew that it was because the submissive lycans were not used to being treated with respect. They were at the bottom of the pyramid, and everyone treated them like shit.

The poor bloke might not even remember when was the last time he was thanked before Inez.

Of course, Inez knew that she couldn’t do anything for him other than be polite to him. More than the others.

She carried the two glasses of cherry soda to where Jules was standing. She was still there. Standing next to the women who were now surrounded by other women who kept talking about this and that, and every time Jules tried to put in a word, she would be ignored.

Inez sighed. She was used to this, and she knew that it hurt like a bitch.

Making her way to where the woman was standing, she greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Jules. I didn’t expect to see you here." As she spoke, she handed the other glass of cherry soda to the woman. "I see you are not drinking liquor; cannot hold it?"

"Oh, it’s nothing like that," Jules replied as she took the glass with an immense relief on her face. "I just don’t like drinking. I get drunk quite soon—and you know fire and alcohol never go hand in hand."

Inez chuckled in response. She had to admit that even if Jules was a bit childish and arrogant, she could be quite funny at times.

Jules smiled back. For once, her smile was honest and not forced. She then tilted her head to one side and said to Inez, "You look pretty, Lyla. I was hoping that I would run into you ever since my brother-in-law brought me here, but I didn’t see you." She paused before adding, "But given how good you look, I understand that it must have taken quite some time to set everything in place."

Inez simply smiled at the remark. She said to Jules, "You look quite dashing as well."

"Of course, my sister took me to the parlour at eleven today. She wanted me to look my best, and I had to go through a bunch of troublesome therapy before it started to get together." Jules raised her head in the air with a haughty look in her eyes. She turned to look at the group behind her before turning to look at Inez. She said to her, "Should we go and take a look around the dance floor? I was wondering if we could dance—"

"And who might you be?"

One of the women turned and looked at Inez with a hint of a frown on her face. "I think I saw you with Alpha Sokolov just now." Inez could see that the woman was thinking about whether to approach her and establish a good connection with her, which could be used to form an alliance with Killian.

Inez wasn’t even surprised.

Shifters were all about alliances, and anyone would jump at the smallest sign of getting what they wanted. The only problem was that Inez had no desire to become a pawn.