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

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

Wait.

did the

Elder

Clemente

was

asking the enemy’s son to protect

son!” Janet snapped, “And

Elder Lamonte? Where do

Janet glared at him.

He didn’t get it.

could he not get

that Elder Lamonte left you a bad first impression in the hospital since he targeted you, but that was nothing personal. He just didn’t like the

her eyes

Nothing personal my ass!

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

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

Clemente a chance. Get to know him better. When you become my Queen, he will be like a brother

“Westin ”

go to

to my meeting now. Talk

her cheek and then marched down the aisle, leaving

and rumpled her

Westin didn’t believe her.

Which was understandable.

20 years and then the

meant that she

by

her

stumped out of the great

waiting

she was not and

but ask, “Are you going to follow me wherever I

the King’s order,” he said in a

a great warrior you have

“No,” he said briefly.

1. OK.

The quiet type.

returned to the

anything else to do, so she returned to

Clemente followed her in.

to stay outside?” she

being in the same room with you,” he said. “What if I

out a light snort, “Trust me.

Janet’s nostrils flared.

was one thing she could

hated to be in the same room

coat and jumped onto

“I am taking a nap. You can stay here as

went to close the curtain for her and quietly sat in an

corner.

and

was not tired at

was simply

if Clemente would do anything to her when she

was

her breathing

there was nothing

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

still, as though

was

A cold, emotionless gaze.