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.”

can you

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 like a brother to me. Let us just put it this way…I trust Clemente

Wait.

quickly did the

Elder

and Clemente were

meant that…Keavy was

was asking the enemy’s son to protect

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

accusing Elder Lamonte? Where

Janet glared at him.

He didn’t get it.

could he

Elder Lamonte left you a bad first impression in the hospital since he targeted you, but that

rolled her eyes

Nothing personal my ass!

listen to his father. They have the worst father–and–son relationship. You have

you are dead set on

Get to know him better.

“Westin ”

go to my meeting

to go to my meeting now. Talk

a quick kiss on her cheek and then marched down

and rumpled

Westin didn’t believe her.

Which was understandable.

had known for more than 20 years and then the woman he just met, of course, he believed in the

meant that she was

by her

her goodnight

stumped out of

was waiting

up to her as soon as she was not and followed her to

ask, “Are you going to follow me

is the King’s order,” he said

problem with that? I am sure as a great warrior you have something more important to do than protecting a

“No,” he said briefly.

1. OK.

The quiet type.

returned to the castle in

do, so she returned

Clemente followed her in.

you going to stay outside?” she asked,

he said. “What if I need to take a nap? What if I need

out a light snort, “Trust

Janet’s nostrils flared.

she could be sure

the same

coat and jumped onto the bed,

can stay

went to close the curtain for her and quietly

corner.

down and closed her

not tired at

was simply

see if Clemente would do anything to her when she was in a vulnerable

was

her breathing light

there was nothing to

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

just sat there, perfectly still,

knew that he was staring at her from

A cold, emotionless gaze.