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

man,” Westin shrugged. “He is Keavy’s younger brother. Keavy and I were best friends before he died. Clemente grew up around us, which makes him basically

Wait.

quickly did

Elder

Clemente

was Elder

was asking the enemy’s

son!” Janet snapped, “And Lamonte wants me to

Where do all your paranoias come

Janet glared at him.

He didn’t get it.

could he not get

in a reassuring tone, “I know that Elder Lamonte left you a bad first impression in the hospital since

rolled her eyes

Nothing personal my ass!

to his father. They have the worst father–and–son relationship. You have to see the two of them

heavy sigh, “So you are dead set on shoving Clemente my

him better. When you

“Westin ”

to go to my meeting

go to my meeting now.

on her cheek and then marched down the aisle, leaving the

and

Westin didn’t believe her.

Which was understandable.

for more than 20 years and then the woman he just met, of

meant that she was in

killer by her

her goodnight and

out of

waiting by

walked up to her as soon as she was not

ask, “Are you

King’s order,” he said in a flat

sure as a great warrior you have something more important to do than protecting

“No,” he said briefly.

1. OK.

The quiet type.

the

didn’t have anything else to do,

Clemente followed her in.

to stay

said. “What if I need to

snort,

Janet’s nostrils flared.

one thing she

the same room with her just as

jumped onto the

snapped. “I am taking a nap. You can stay here as much as you like. Don’t make any

for her and quietly

corner.

and

was not tired at

simply

see if Clemente would do anything to

was dark and

her breathing light

nothing to

was no sound of Clemente moving around in his armchair. She couldn’t

sat there, perfectly still,

he was staring at her

A cold, emotionless gaze.