The Rise Of The Ugly Luna novel Chapter 49

JARIS

I snapped my head up from my laptop to his face. “What’re you talking about?” I glanced at the time. “It’s eleven.” And she

left the party a long time ago. I thought she was heading home.

“Have you tried calling her?” I picked up my phone.

“Yes. She isn’t answering. I’ve dropped her multiple texts too. No response.”

What the hell?

I tried calling her with my phone but got the same feedback.

“Let her be. I’m sure she’s just being silly.” I dismissed Nerion.

But by one a.m, she still wasn’t back and now, I was fucking pissed.

Where the fuck was she!? Had she gone to meet Zarek or another secret lover of hers?

Kael and Nerion called her father and even her male friend, but none of them knew where she was.

My mind suddenly drifted to the rogue attack. The

What if she was in the area when it happened?

Fuck.

I stormed toward the car.

news mentioned some victims. But it didn’t happen close to Darkspire.

“Where are we going?” Nerion asked, already fishing the

“Where the rogue attack happened.”

car

key from his pocket.

I held out to my hand to him when we got to the car. “I’m driving.”

He looked uncertain but ended up passing the keys to me.

In less than a minute, myself, Nerion and Kael were on the road with me driving at a crazy speed.

It took us forty–five minutes to reach the location. Some wolf guards had already taken care of the scene with a few of them still lingering around.

They looked at me with surprise when they saw me. “Alpha Jaris.”

“I need to see the victims.” I cut them off. I wasn’t here for the unnecessary pleasantries.

He pointed to the back of a truck for me and without hesitating, I rushed over. There were three covered bodies. I uncovered them and checked out their faces. Two males. One female.

“She’s not here,” Nerion said behind me.

Yes. She’s not.

I couldn’t believe the amount of relief that crushed me.

I walked away from the bodies, took out my phone and called Rhys.

“Hey, man…”

“Lyric didn’t happen to come back to your party after I left, did she?” I cut him off.

“Jaris, the party’s over.”

And down went my last ball of hope.

“But she’s here. In my home.” Rhys added, surprising me.

It sounded like I’d just been told that I was born a woman.

“What’re you talking about?” I scoffed, my face crumpling in confusion.

“Apparently, my mate and her sister befriended her at the party. Juan is hosting this mini girls–only after party, and she invited Lyric. So, they’re all here, having the fun of their lives.”

No way. I was worried sick, and the whole time, Lyric was somewhere partying?

I ended the call, angrily storming into the car with Kael and Nerion. It was a good thing they were with me, because there was no telling what I’d do when I finally laid ey

It took me another forty–five minutes to get to have a very busy day tomorrow.

Successfully unlocked!

1. or. Whichever it was.

sleeping right now, considering the fact that I

Rhys must already be expecting me, because I met him outside when we reached.

“You shouldn’t have bothered, Jaris. She’s fine.” He tried to calm the situation.

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“Take me to her, Rhys. Now.”

He led the way, taking me into the house and to the second balcony where I could see the pool area below.

They were there, about twenty ladies, drinking, dancing, laughing and having fun. I felt the speakers were a bit too loud, and it grated on my nerves. Or maybe it was just me being easily irritated.

Right in the middle of it, on the center stage they’d created, Lyric stood tall, dancing and shaking her wet hair around.

Wet hair. Wet body.

No. I pushed the memory back.

She had changed from the green dress she wore to a free knee–length gown. Where the hell did she get that from?

She had a microphone and was singing along with the song coming through the speakers. She sounded horrific–which wasn’t a surprise, considering how drunk she was. But she looked happy. So so happy. I’d never seen Lyric that way before. She belched into the mic and laughed out loud, her partners in crime joining her in the laughter.

“Go, girl!” Someone clapped.

She walked around the fake stage, shaking her head, throwing her arms around like a celebrity performing in front of a large crowd. She even bent down at some point to shake the hands of her audience.

Rhys chuckled beside me. “She’s quite fun. Been entertained for a while now.”

‘I shot a dagger at him through my eyes before returning my gaze to Lyric.

Suddenly, I realized my rage toward her was gone. At least, she wasn’t dancing with a man. And she looked so happy. But fun time was over.

“I’m taking her home.” I turned to leave. Rhys grabbed my wrist.

“Seriously, Jar!? I told you it’s strictly girls–only. Juan will have my head if I let you walk in there.”

“Then, find a way to bring her out, Rhys. ‘Cause I swear, I’ll do it myself if you don’t.”

Rhys looked frustrated. Well, his business. I was exhausted and wanted to go home, and the gods of the Moon knew there was no way I was leaving Lyric behind.

Grumbling something under his breath, Rhys stared downstairs, and I followed him. I waited by my car while he proceeded to the pool area. Few minutes later, he was out with a very drunk Lyric and a furious Juan behind him.

What the hell was his bitch doing here?

“Seriously, Jaris? You’re being so unreasonable. The party was supposed to last until morning,” Juan grouse as Rhys handed my package to me.

“I’m sure Lyric is neither the host nor the celebrant. Go have fun with the rest of the girls.” I opened the back door and shoved Lyric into the seat, throwing her purse next.

Then, I started walking around to the other side of the car. “You’re being so mean to her, yet you wouldn’t even let her have fun.”

What?

“Hey, babe. That’s okay.” Rhys held her hand.

His woman must be drunk. Because Juan wouldn’t have the guts to talk back at me on a normal day.

And how was Lyric already spilling things about us to people she just met?

“She’s a fine woman, Jaris! If you don’t want he, let her go. I’m sure there are a million men out there who would die to have her!” Juan half–yelleld as I opened the backdoor.

Yup. Definitely drunk.

“Put a chain on her, Rhys. Or better still, on that mouth.” I glared at Rhys before lowering into the backseat.

Drunk Lyric poked her head out the window. “Don’t worry, Juan! We won’t be together for long!” She waved at her newfound friend while smiling sheepishly.

There was a sudden ache in my heart. I looked at Lyric and felt my anger build toward her.

Roughly, I pulled her into the car and rolled up the glass.

Nerion took the driver seat while Kael sat next to him. Then we hit the road.

Lyric kept mumbling and humming incoherent words. But what got to me the most was the fact that she was very wet and drenching my seat.

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