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

Chapter 134

Janet rounded her eyes in shock.

Did Lance come to see them?

Why? Did he find out about their plan?

“Do you think he has noticed anything?” Janet asked Daran in a whisper, “And. should we answer?”

“We should. He probably just wants to chat,” Daran said with a frown.

The timing definitely seemed weird though.

Daran kicked off his sneakers and hid his sportswear underneath a nightrobe.

He gave Janet a gentle nudge on the back, “Go hide in the bedroom. I will find out what he wants.”

Janet nodded and hastily went into the bedroom.

When she closed the bedroom door behind her, she heard Daran answer in a deep voice, “Come in.”

Janet left the door open with a small crack and peeked outside.

Lance had just walked into the room. He had his hands in his pocket, looking quite relaxed, as though

he was just out for a walk after dinner and suddenly decided to pay Daran a visit.

“Alpha Daran, did I wake you?” Lance asked with a simper.

“Wake me or not, you are here already,” Daran said coldly. “What do you want?” Lance shrugged,

“Nothing…I am just in the mood for a little chat.”

He paced around the room and eventually took his seat on the couch.

Resting his feet on the footstall, laid back, Lance looked at Daran and smiled, “Hey, do you know that

we held General Danton’s funeral today?”

Daran narrowed his eyes, “No. But I guess you can’t leave his body out in the wilderness to rot.”

“No. We buried him today. And I gave a speech at his funeral.”

Lance shook his head, a nostalgic look on his face.

“That speech…it brought back so many memories. Do you know that Danton and I were buds even

before I became the Rogue King? He offered me so much help. If it weren’t for me, I would never have

the chance to rise to my current position…Christ, I wouldn’t even have the chance to talk to you, a

mighty Alpha!”

Janet frowned listening to their conversation behind the door.

She was really baffled.

What the hell did Lance want anyway?

Was he simply here to share his childhood story with Daran?

How odd.

Daran let out a cold snort. His patience seemed to be running out.

“Why am I hearing this anyway?” he asked impatiently.

Lance spread his hands, “Now you know how important Danton was to me. You killed my most

important friend, but I still let it slide. I am really being extra kind to you, Alpha Daran.’

There was a moment of ringing silence in the room.

Janet sucked in a small breath.

Wait a second…Lance he-he knew?!

No. No way.

He was probably just bluffing.

“Are we doing this again? Andre already said that Danton died because of drug abuse. It is already

crystal clear,” Daran said freezingly, “Stop dumping shits on me. I don’t have time for that.’

Lance chuckled, “I don’t have any proof, but my instinct tells me that you did. it…Anyway, I am not here

to point fingers. I am here to tell you that you are an important asset to me, Alpha Daran.”

“I am not your fucking asset,” Daran hissed.

“Sure you are. You just don’t know what you can do yet. Once you do, you will understand why I am

saying this,” Lance laughed.

Janet was even more confused.

What the fuck was Lance even saying here?

His whole speech was very elusive. But it vaguely sounded like Lance was trying to say that Daran

could help him accomplish something big..

And this “something big” was the sole reason why Lance brought them back to the Grace Ruin.

Janet held her breath.

She wanted to know what this “something big” was.

And then she heard Daran voice out her question for her.

“Then tell me,” he said to Lance forcefully. “Tell me what I can do. Why am I so important? Stop circling

around the main point.”

Lance let out a booming laugh, “No, no, no, I can’t. Not yet. You still think of me ast an enemy, right? I

only share things with my friends. When can we become friends, Alpha Daran?”

“Wait till the day you fucking die,” Daran snorted.

“Don’t be so cruel.”

Lance stood up and walked up to Daran. He reached out a hand to pat Daran’s shoulder, but Daran

slapped his hand away roughly.

“I have listened to enough yammering already.”

Daran’s eyes were slits of anger.

“It is time for you to leave.”

Lance laughed, “Fine I will go. I guess we can’t rush it, right? There is still plenty of time for us to get

friendly. Just consider my proposal, Alpha Daran. I brought you back out of kindness. Trust me.”

With that said, he turned around and left the room.

Janet waited till she heard the sound of the door closing before dashing out.

“What the hell was that?”

She asked Daran urgently.

“Did you understand a word that he said? I know that I didn’t.”

Daran shook his head, “He was being pretty vague about it.

“It sounded like he needs your help for something. And he was waiting for you two to become friends

before telling you what it is.”

“That day will never come,” Daran said mercilessly. “Because we are killing him today.”

He placed his hands on Janet’s shoulders and looked deep into her eyes.

“Hey, look at me,” he said softly.

Janet blinked and then looked him in the eyes.

“Are you feeling anxious?”

“…Yes, a bit.” She admitted.

“It is perfectly natural to get a little anxious before the big mission. But Janet, don’t worry, you still have

me.”

He cupped her face and pressed his forehead against hers.

“I will protect you from all the dangers,” he whispered. “So don’t think too much into what Lance said.

We have a plan. We got this.”

Janet took in a shaky breath.

Daran was right.

They had a plan. And that plan was to kill Lance. So what Lance wanted or what he intended to do

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She shouldn’t let that weasel’s words get into her head.

“I am ready to go,” she said to Daran solemnly.

“Good.” Daran bent down and kissed her, “Let’s go.”

They left their suite through the window and snuck out of the palace under the cover

of the night.

Morgana had drawn all guards out of their way. So they didn’t meet any resistance leaving the city of

Grace Ruin.

Once they were out of the city, they started running at full speed.

Morgana didn’t give them a car. The car made too much noise and attracted too much attention. They

had to go by their feet.

Fortunately, the two of them were both trained warriors. This was indeed.

Fortunately, the two of them were both trained warriors. This was indeed

exhausting. But nothing they couldn’t handle.

They kept running through the wilderness like this for 5 hours straight, their breath coming in short

gasps.

Janet’s sports bra was already drenched by hot sweat.

It was about dawn. The first light of dawn painted the sky with hues of pink and. orange.

A truly breathtaking scenery.

The landscape was rugged and untamed, with tall grasses brushing against their legs and the

occasional thorn pricking their skin.

But they were undeterred, fueled by a sense of urgency and the adrenaline coursing through their

veins.

As they ran, Janet suddenly felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her.

They were getting closer to the borderline.

And beyond the borderline was her homeland.

She had left her homeland for a long time. Even training in Riverside Pack felt like things that

happened a century ago.

Her memory about the Blood Moon Pack had also faded. Her bedroom, the training field, the mountain

that she and Casper often went hiking….

Everything was a blur now…

She didn’t get this feeling before. But at this very moment, she was suddenly homesick.

She missed Blood Moon Pack, a place of safety and comfort, a stark contrast to the chaos and danger

that had become her reality.

The strong emotions that surged up in her caused Janet to miss a step.

She staggered forward.

Daran caught her shoulder before she fell.

Janet shook her head.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she blinked them away.

“I am fine.” she told Daran./

She knew they couldn’t afford to slow down, not when they were so close.

“Tell me what you are thinking.” Daran insisted.

“I…I am just a little nostalgic…since we are coming so close to home.”

“I am always here with you,” he said deeply. “Plus…Look. Someone is here for us.”

Janet raised her head and followed Daran’s gaze.

homesick.

She missed Blood Moon Pack, a place of safety and comfort, a stark contrast to the chaos and danger

that had become her reality.

The strong emotions that surged up in her caused Janet to miss a step.

She staggered forward.

Daran caught her shoulder before she fell.

Janet shook her head.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she blinked them away.

“I am fine.” she told Daran.

She knew they couldn’t afford to slow down, not when they were so close.

“Tell me what you are thinking.” Daran insisted.

“I…I am just a little nostalgic…since we are coming so close to home.”

Daran pulled her into his arms. She buried her face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeats,

which calmed her down slightly.

“I am always here with you,” he said deeply. “Plus…Look. Someone is here for us.”

Janet raised her head and followed Daran’s gaze.

In the near distance, standing at the edge of the treeline, was Casper.

His familiar grin tugged at her heartstrings as he waved, his eyes sparkling with joy

and relief.

“Janet!” he called to her.

“Casper!”

Janet cried, her heart thumping with thrill.

She rushed forward at her full speed, eager to hug him.