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.

two Lycans met head on. A brutal

eyes glued to the phone in

the killer and she was not worried that

problem was whether they could secure that phone, which may contain all the

Clemente knocked the killer down

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 you…you will

and hurled the phone

“NO-” Clemente snarled.

off

reyes

as she rolled down the mountain, her

maneuver, she caught

the

She clutched it

clung to the cliff with her four paws scrabbled

She tried to climb.

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

was

“JANET-”

from above her

extending

your

all nailed to the

“Oh right…Wait for me!”

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

by the scruff of her neck

back to human and gasped for breath. The phone was

she breathed

mention it,” Clemente waved

lay by the edge of the cliff, his body

He was dead.

killed himself,” Clemente said with a frown. “Mercenaries like him commit suicide after a failed job so that no one can get the name of their hirer out of mouth… Now

Agnes. And she helped him take care of the permits needed for the prison. And don’t worry.

what is in his

and browsed his call lists, his inbox, his

the screen and gasped, “I have heard of it before….It is used for shopping

opened that

seller. The seller sold the owner a

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

showed

entire plan with 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 with a bottle

finally piece the whole

to free herself from

she couldn’t

of Keavy’s favorite restaurant, who was also looking

The perfect scapegoat.

the owner through the Deep Web and

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

owner ran to the nearby convenience store to get her an ice bag. She

end up in Keavy’s hand,

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

a ruthless,

death would look like an