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

Chatper 231

Chapter 231

Westin dashed into the room.

He held Janet in his arms, his hands shaking.

“No…NO!!!”

He pressed his hand to her wound and tried to stop the bleeding. But it didn’t work.

Her breathing was shallow. Her face was pale.

It almost felt as though she was dying.

“Janet… Janet please…” he pressed his forehead against hers, choking in panic, “Come back to me…God please…”

Tears welled up in his eyes.

He hadn’t shed a single tear since he buried his parents at 7 years old.

A mixture of strong emotions overwhelmed him at this very moment, fear, sorrow, and rage…

WHO DID THIS TO HER!

“My King!” Clemente rushed into the room with a bucket of water.

He poured the water on the roaring fire. But it didn’t kill the fire.

“King! We should get out of here!” Clemente grabbed Westin’s shoulder, crying hastily. “The fire is getting stronger. And Princess Janet needs treatment!”

Westin was snapped back to reality from his sorrow.

He reached his hands out to pick Janet up from the ground.

Janet struggled her eyes open a slit.

“…Cle…Clemente…” she murmured weakly, stretching out her hand to Clemente.

Westin’s face changed abruptly.

Why did she want Clemente instead?

Did she trust Clemente now more than she trust him?!

“My King,” Clemente bent his back. “Do you want me to-”

“NO!” Westin snapped.

Janet off the ground and held her closely to his chest as though

went dashing out of the room and headed straight

had passed midnight

this hour, just

wall with a loud bang and saw Westin dashed in carrying

He snarled, “She needs

A

the bed. His hands

“…Save her.”

nurses with bloodshot eyes,

will try our best,

with rage, “I want you to

winced at his

with a single scar on her body,

nurse staggered backward

charming. He was even

their entire lives had they seen their King this furious, this worried, this

of control.

tugged at Westin’s sleeve, “My king, they get

breathed heavily and

the bed into the emergency room and shut the

onto

arched his back and buried

whole body was shaking…Even his soul

much to

covered in blood, her

was losing

was so strong

to run away from him, he couldn’t do any physical harm to

was capable of was locking her in

happy–if not happy then at least safe under

life and almost burned

nose.

his hands together, his knuckles turning

eyes blazed

would make that person

“My King.”

to his side and handed him a clean towel, “…For the

that he had put some of Janet’s blood

he didn’t take

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