Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chapter 147

Daran’s roar made everyone quiver in their spots.

But not Westin.

Instead, he replied calmly in a provoking sort of way:

“You heard me already. I am her mate.”

“BULLSHIT! I am-”

“Yeah, you WERE her mate. But not anymore.” Westin sneered. “You rejected her for another woman, didn’t you? Even a rogue like me knew about that. Does it surprise you that she finds her second chance mate now?”

Daran glared at Westin in silence. He was like a volcano, ready to erupt at any second.

After a long pause, he turned to Janet.

“Was it true?” he asked word by word.

Janet frowned. She was on full alert, afraid that anything she said would trigger Daran’s rage and cause him to attack all of them again.

Just then, Morgana spoke up for her, “It is true! Janet just found him today! Why are

you acting like a big–o saint all of a sudden? We saw you with other women! If you have moved on, so can Janet-”

And that was the final straw.

Without warning, Daran lunged forward, his fist connecting with Westin’s jaw. Westin was sent staggering back, his face contorted in pain.

“…Violence?”

Westin wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and glared back at Daran, his eyes filled with rage.

“If that is the best you can do, no matter if Janet grows tired of you.”

He charged forward abruptly, his own fist aimed at Daran’s face.

The two men grappled with each other, their punches flying back and forth. The air was filled with the sounds of their grunts and the thud of their fists connecting with flesh.

They were evenly matched, both strong and determined.

None of them even had the time and mind to shift into their wolves.

Both fueled by anger and jealousy, they fought brutally, determined to kill each. other on the spot.

“Fuck,” Janet cursed.

She wanted to break their fight. But it was too brutal. She couldn’t do it, not without her wolf.

“Let us go.” Morgana took her hand and whispered into her ears urgently, “Let Westin handle this. Let us take this chance and run!”

Yet they didn’t make it to the courtyard’s entrance before hearing a furious growl from behind.

Daran shoved Westin aside and rushed at them again.

He snatched Janet’s hand back and held her tightly in his arms. Blood dripped down from his face, his own blood. He got injured in the fight earlier.

“…Stay,” he said hoarsely, half–pleading, half–demanding. “You don’t have an option.”

stared at him

sound of heavy boots approaching. The

The chance was gone.

and slapped

SLAP!

fucking jerk,”

but

courtyard, surrounding them in the

“Morgana.”

his arms, Daran turned to

soldier. What

his face covered in blood and bruises

and raised his chin, “Westin did

to help you two escape!” Daran said grimly.

You will have to punish

was about to give the order to take down

me hate you

chest rose

gave Janet

he gritted, “Back

out a hand to take Janet’s hand. But

by myself,”

straight past by Daran, without casting him a single look

to the dungeon

Vet instead be

her to their suite, the room they stayed in when they first arrived at the

felt a wave of

room carried so

used to stay in this room all night discussing tactics against Lance

many dangers before. But at least their

everything

“Leave us,” Daran said.

backed out of

face him,

you already have Lance wrapped around your finger. Congratulations,” she

have my reason,”

Janet rolled her eyes.

was getting tired

disdainful face enraged him. He strode up to her and grabbed her chin

a

week, and you didn’t show up. Morgana brought me to the nightclub to confront you and the only thing

something to me in the

mean your new

another Rogue King will appear, probably someone even

Janet cried, “Maybe someone better will take over,

pledge their loyalty to a soft soul. The Rogue King is always someone cold, cruel, and

rose and fell rapidly in

ambitious….Are you talking about yourself?” Daran’s face

I can see what is

away and glared at

King,

worlds. Hence solving the problem

looked straight into her eyes,

monster to be the Rogue King…But look at yourself! You are becoming that cold and cruel monster that we are

snarled, “Is that how you fucking