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

Chapter 216

Fear seized Janet’s heart as she stared at Clemente, horrified.

Was this the person who assassinated her last night?

She couldn’t be sure.

Because she didn’t get a clear look at the man’s face, just his eyes.

But those eyes…They looked exactly the same!

“Janet?”

Westin’s voice snapped her back to reality.

Janet raised her head and found that Westin and Clemente were both looking at her.

“What is the matter? You look horrible,” Westin asked.

“N–Nothing…”

Janet gulped and took a quick peek at Clemente again.

The young man was staring at her, expressionless.

She couldn’t read his facial expression.

Westin gave her a skeptical look and backed to his introduction, “Anyway, as I was saying, Clemente is our best warrior. And now I am pointing him to you as a guard. He will keep you safe 24/7.”

“Which house are you from?” Janet asked the young man.

“The House of Shadow,” answered the young man in a cool voice.

That was Elder Lamonte and Agnes’s house!

The exact House that wanted her gone!

Why would Westin appoint a soldier from the House of Shadow to her as a guard? Did he want her to get killed?!

“Westin!” she snapped her head back to Westin and gritted, “I need to talk to you.”

“Fine but please make it quick. I have a meeting to attend to,” Westin checked his watch.

Janet glanced at Clemente, seeing that the young man still remained firmly on his spot, and hissed, “ALONE.”

Westin sighed and gave a quick nod at Clemente.

The young warrior turned on his heels and exited the great hall.

He can’t be my guard,” Janet said quickly as soon as the door closed.

Westin raised an eyebrow, “He is the best warrior I got. If he can’t keep you safe in this castle, I don’t know who can-

“I am not doubting his capability! I–It is that-”

She swallowed nervously.

I think he is the guy who tried to kill me last night,” she said in a tense voice.

Westin’s face went blank for a brief moment.

Then he suddenly burst out laughing.

“What is so fucking funny!” Janet snarled.

“Sorry my love, but you are dream–talking.” Westin placed both of his hands on her shoulders, still chuckling. “Clemente? No. He is the last person who would do such at thing. I am even willing to suspect Wells and Belle than him.”

you be so

best friends before he died. Clemente grew up around us, which makes him basically like a brother to me. Let us just put it this

Wait.

quickly did the

Elder Lamonte’s

and Clemente

that…Keavy was Elder

the enemy’s son to

son!” Janet snapped, “And Lamonte wants me

Elder Lamonte? Where do

Janet glared at him.

He didn’t get it.

could he not

Westin said in a reassuring tone, “I know that Elder Lamonte left you a bad first impression in

rolled her

Nothing personal my ass!

“Even if Lamonte ever asked him to harm you and let us just say if–Clemente would never listen to his father. They have the worst father–and–son relationship. You have to see the two of them

sigh, “So you

I am asking is that you give Clemente a chance. Get to know him better. When you

“Westin ”

need to go to

go to my meeting now. Talk later.

on her cheek and then marched down the aisle,

sighed, frustratedly, and rumpled her

Westin didn’t believe her.

Which was understandable.

dead best friend’s brother whom he had known for more than 20 years and then the woman he just met, of course, he believed in the

she was

by her

kiss her goodnight and sleep

stumped out of the

waiting by

as she was not and followed her to

but ask, “Are you going to follow me

order,” he

a problem with that? I am sure as a great warrior you have something more

“No,” he said briefly.

1. OK.

The quiet type.

to the castle

didn’t have anything else to do, so she returned to her

Clemente followed her in.

stay outside?”

without being in the same room with you,” he said. “What if I need to take a nap? What if I need to get

let out a light snort, “Trust me. I won’t

Janet’s nostrils flared.

one thing she could

hated to be in the same

jumped onto the

You can stay here as much as you like.

the curtain for her and quietly sat in

corner.

down and closed

not tired

was simply a

do anything to

was dark and

kept her breathing light and

was nothing to listen to

sound of Clemente moving around in his armchair. She couldn’t even hear

still, as

he was staring

A cold, emotionless gaze.