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

Chapter 242

Clemente and Janet came dashing out of the prison and bumped right into the leader.

“Are you done talking to that prisoner? Did you get the location of that bomb?” the leader asked eagerly.

“That prisoner was dead! murdered!”

“WHAT?!” the leader cried in panic, “Impossible! This prison was heavily guarded! Permit and paperwork are mandatory at the entrance-”

Janet grabbed his shoulder urgently, “A prison guard came out about a minute ago. Where did he go?”

The leader pointed a shaky hand in a certain direction, “He went that way. But I checked his permit. He is clean-”

“Forget your stupid permit! This system doesn’t work!”

Clemente rushed forward urgently and shifted into a Lycan. Janet was at his heels, shifting into her wolf as well.

They followed the direction that the leader pointed to them and rushed outside of the castle, dashing down the mountain road.

“There is a bloody smell forward!” Clemente cried.

“That is him. Keep going!”

The full moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the rugged mountain landscape.

Their fur fluttered in the gushing wind as they picked up the speed.

In the near distance, they could already see the killer.

He was desperate and panting, stumbled over the uneven ground, the rhythmic thud.

of his footsteps echoing through the night.

They pressed on, closing upon the suspect.

Looming ahead of them was the edge of the mountain. A sheer cliff dropped into a dark abyss below.

As the three of them approached the edge, the killer realized he had reached a dead

end.

He skidded to a halt, turning to face Clemente and Janet with fear in his eyes.

“Hand over the stuff that you took from his pocket,” Clemente took a step forward and hissed.

There was a twisted grin on the killer’s face as he out a phone, “You mean this?”

“Who hired you to do this job!” Janet snapped, “Give us a name and turn over the phone! We might-”

“You what? Spare my life? I don’t think you will do that,” the killer snorted.

“No. We will make sure that you die without suffering,” Clemente bared his fangs, which gleamed coldly in the silver moonlight. “But I can see that you are looking for a fight!”

A loud growl rumbled from his throat as he lunged forward!

The killer shifted as well.

Lycans met head on.

glued to

was way stronger than the killer and she

could secure that phone, which may

the killer down and pinned him

face, “Was it Agnes? Just give us a name!” The killer cackled with blood streaming down from the corner of his

flung his arm and hurled the phone off

“NO-” Clemente snarled.

and leaped off the

reyes

rolled down the mountain, her eyes fixed on the glinting evidence

swift and calculated maneuver, she caught the object

into the

evidence was secured! She clutched it firmly

cliff with

She tried to climb.

her legs, she slid with small rocks

drop was

“JANET-”

came from above her

to the edge, extending his upper body over

me your hand!” he

paws were all nailed to

“Oh right…Wait for me!”

descended down the cliff himself. Lycan’s four legs were built for climbing and moving effortlessly along the rocky

of her neck and pulled her back. onto

to human and gasped for breath.

you,” she breathed

Clemente

He lay by the edge of the cliff, his body cold

He was dead.

job so that no one can get the name of their hirer out of

permits needed for the prison. And

see what is

phone and browsed his call lists, his inbox, his online shopping records…But she

at the screen and gasped, “I have heard of it before….It is used for shopping on the deep web. You

opened that

and an anonymous seller. The seller sold the owner a strong poison that was designed to kill

the poisoned food so that it

owner showed much

entire plan with this seller, along with many other things, like he was going to use this poison on

could finally piece the whole thing

kill Keavy to free herself from their mate

couldn’t

a guy, the owner of Keavy’s favorite restaurant, who was also looking for a way to kill

The perfect scapegoat.

Web and learned the date and time the owner planned to

Keavy and Clemente that she would be at her parents, creating an alibi for herself, and waited on the

the nearby convenience store to get her an ice bag. She took this chance and swapped the

Keavy’s hand, whereas the clean

all the works were done, she left the car accident scene quietly and waited for Clemente to come back from

a ruthless,

look like an