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.

head on. A

her eyes glued to the phone

was way stronger than the killer and she was not worried

was whether they could secure that phone, which may

strike, Clemente knocked the killer down

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

hurled the

“NO-” Clemente snarled.

off the precipice, diving into

reyes

mountain, her eyes fixed on the glinting evidence

and calculated maneuver, she caught the object in

into the

secured! She clutched it

clung to the cliff with her

She tried to climb.

she slid with small rocks tumbling down and

was too

“JANET-”

voice came from

to the edge, extending his upper

me your hand!”

paws were all nailed

“Oh right…Wait for me!”

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

of her neck and pulled her back. onto the solid

shifted back to human and gasped for

she

it,” Clemente waved

killer. He lay by the edge of

He was dead.

no one

the permits needed for the prison. And don’t worry. We have the

what is in his

and browsed his call lists, his inbox, his online shopping

it before….It is

opened that app

and an anonymous seller. The seller sold the owner a

even also asked the owner to label the poisoned food so that it wouldn’t get mixed

owner showed much

this poison on his obnoxious wife, mix the

piece

kill Keavy to

she couldn’t do it

owner of Keavy’s favorite restaurant,

The perfect scapegoat.

Deep Web and learned the date and time the owner planned

at her parents, creating an alibi for herself, and waited on the owner’s delivery route

convenience store to get her an ice

in Keavy’s hand, whereas the clean takeout would go to

left the car accident scene quietly and waited for Clemente to

a ruthless,

would look like an