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.

circled them, her eyes glued to the

tell that Clemente was way stronger than the killer and she was not worried that he might

could secure that

powerful strike, Clemente knocked the killer down and pinned

sent you!” he roared to the killer’s face, “Was it Agnes? Just give us a name!” The killer cackled with blood streaming down from the corner of his mouth, “And

hurled the phone off the

“NO-” Clemente snarled.

off the precipice, diving

reyes

past Janet as she rolled down the mountain, her eyes fixed on the glinting

swift and calculated maneuver, she caught the object in her

into the darkness

She clutched

she was clung to the cliff with her

She tried to climb.

soon as she moved her legs, she slid with small rocks tumbling down and

was too

“JANET-”

voice came from above her

had lunged to the edge, extending his upper

your

all nailed to the cliff to stop her

“Oh right…Wait for me!”

four legs were built for climbing and moving effortlessly along the

scruff of her neck and pulled her back. onto the solid

for breath. The phone was securely in

you,” she breathed very

Clemente

the killer. He lay by the edge of

He was dead.

a failed job so that no one can get the

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

see what is in his

the phone and browsed his call lists, his

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

opened that

seller. The seller sold the owner

label the poisoned food so that it

showed much

this seller, along with many other things, like he was going to use this poison on his obnoxious wife, mix the poison in her favorite food, and pair it

finally piece

to free herself from

couldn’t do

she carefully chose a guy, the owner of Keavy’s favorite restaurant, who was also looking

The perfect scapegoat.

Web and

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

get her an ice bag. She took this

way, the labeled poisoned food would end up in Keavy’s hand,

quietly and waited for Clemente to come back from his duty and discover

a ruthless,

death would look like