Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna (Janet and Daran)

Chapter 229

Westin said that they would talk again when she was ready to recognize the mate bond.

Which meant that he was ready to lock her in here forever if she didn’t comply.

No food. No water.

Darkness would be the only thing by her side when she starved to death. With a shaky hand, she wiped his cum off her belly, pulled her ripped clothes.

Daran’s face came into her mind.

Did he miss her?

Did he know that they were about to have a baby together soon?

And her child….

Was it going to be a boy? Or a girl?

She kept her mind on those joyful things and tried to ignore the dreadful darkness, which helped, a little.

She felt a little less afraid while imagining the look of her baby in her head.

Fortunately, silence lasted shorted than she expected this time.

After what felt like a couple of hours, she heard blurred voices from behind the door. Someone was talking in the next room!

She sat up at once and moved to the door.

But the iron chain was not long enough for her to reach the door.

So she held her voice and listened with all her ears.

“…The werewolves set fire to our forest last night,” said an old voice vaguely. “I think they got frustrated by the fog and was trying to chase the fog away by burning down trees…”

“Fools.” Westin said with a sneer, “Let them do it. Soon they will realize that the fog will still be there even though they burned the entire forest to the ground.”

“But are we going to let them do this, my king?” asked another voice, “Jitters are spreading…Our people felt threatened. Maybe it is time for us to take some actions-”

“Like what? Declare a war on them?” Westin asked icily.

“No, of course not. The whole point of you marrying a werewolf princess is to unite the two species. The werewolf should be our subject one day, not our enemy. So we are all thinking…maybe we should send Princess Janet out to have a word with her own people.”

“…What?” Westin gritted.

“The werewolves clearly didn’t want to engage in a friendly dialogue. But they might listen to their own princess. Let Princess Janet tell them that challenging the Lycans. is foolish, and their savage behaviors must stop now.”

“No,” Westin said without hesitation.

“But my king…” cried another voice, “We don’t know why the werewolves are attacking us. You are marrying their princess. It should be a good thing, for both sides. Let’s send Princess Janet to them

and clear whatever misunderstandings that they have.”

Janet let out a sneer internally.

It sounded like Westin was having a meeting with the elders.

And none of those elders knew that she was abducted by force

They all believed that she chose to come here, willingly.

And now the werewolves were causing troubles at the border…Westin must be frustrated, being the victim of his own wrongdoing.

He totally deserved it.

“I said no already,” Westin spoke up in a freezing voice. “The werewolves hit us, we hit back harder. The Lycans are superior beings. Let’s teach them that with a good fight.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“But Alpha Daran is King now. We can’t ignore the power that he now possesses. If we lose-”

“Lose? Lycans never lose.” Westin sneered, “That’s it. I have made my decision.”

There was a long silence.

Then they murmured a yes in unison.

“May I ask where Princess Janet is at the moment?” asked one of the elders. carefully.

“We haven’t seen her around for the past few days. She didn’t even come down to the dining hall for dinner. Is she…not feeling well?”

Janet’s heart jumped to her throat.

…The elders didn’t know that Westin imprisoned her!

She should cry for help!

Blowing the whole lid off this thing by showing everyone what Westin really was–A monster!

HELP!” She cried at once, pounding at the stonewall. “Somebody help!”

Her voice was hoarse and weak.

Yet people in the next room still heard her.

“…What is that noise?” someone asked, alert.

Westin chuckled, “Oh, it is my kitten. It has been acting very jumpy after a change of

environment.‘

Janet was furious. Kitten her ass!

She wanted to cry for help again.

But Westin raised his voice, “This kitten definitely needs to be taught some disciplines.”

“And about Princess Janet…

“Oh, she is in my room,” replied Westin in a light tone. “She is a bit…exhausted recently. My bad. But don’t worry. She couldn’t be healthier.”

There were some light chuckles.

“We are all happy to hear that,” said an elder. “We look forward to your mating ceremony…and of course, the birth of your heir.”

“I do too. Now let’s get back to business. What else do we need to discuss today?”

They went on to talk about the patrol plan and military expenses.

The meeting lasted for about an hour. And then all the elders were dismissed.

Janet heard Westin’s footsteps approaching, followed by the scrapping noise of something being moved around, probably bookshelves.

Finally, the door to this hidden room opened up.

Westin appeared behind the door.

Janet looked at him and then glanced behind him.

She saw his study.

So he was keeping her in his own study like a sex slave…Perv.

“Enjoying what you heard?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

She dropped her eyes, “…I didn’t hear anything.”

She didn’t want to provoke him.

He was a totally different person when he got mad. She had learned that lesson. Westin sneered, “Lie. You heard everything. Now you know about our patrol plan. Don’t you want to leak that top secret to Daran?”

Janet avoided his gaze and stayed in silence.

She didn’t know where he was going with this. Better be cautious.

Westin paced over and put his hand on her head, stroking her long hair, “You want to, but you can’t. Since you are locked here with me…forever with me.”

He pecked her forehead.

Janet flinched involuntarily–it was like being kissed by a cold snake.

“When you recognize our mate bond, my love, I will free you out of here immediately. Aren’t you tired of the darkness already?”

His voice was soft and sweet like it was dipped in honey.

“You will become my righteous queen. Daran will know that there is no hope for him. He will be out of your life, permanently. Those werewolf soldiers will be gone as well. No war. No meaningless sacrifice. Everyone will be happy.”

Yes, everyone, except for her and Daran.

The thought of losing Daran forever made her heartache. She felt hard to breathe. “…I need more time to think,” she said in a low voice.

His face darkened immediately, “Didn’t you have enough time already?”

“I need more time,” she repeated numbly.

He straightened his back abruptly and left the room.

Moments later, he returned with a box in his hand.

He dumped the box at Janet’s feet and sneered, “Open it.”

With a shaky hand, she lifted the lid-

It was a werewolf’s head!!!

She clamped her hand over her mouth, gasping for breaths.

At first, she thought it was Daran’s…but on a second look, this werewolf had brown fur…So it wasn’t Daran thank god.

“We attacked the werewolf’s campsite last night. Killed a number of Daran’s soldiers. My men took this guy’s head back as a trophy,” Westin said icily. “You really think Daran as King will make any difference? He is strong, yes, but there is

one of him. All of the other soldiers are lowborn werewolves. Thousands of lives will be lost when a war starts. You are their Gamma. Show some sympathy to these poor men.”

just

Janet snapped her head up, glaring at him, and cried, “You killed them! YOU are fucking responsible-”

“But you have a chance to end this war before it starts. Yet you declined it,” Westin said crudely. “So the blood is on your hand.”

Janet trembled.

The splitting headache made her want to throw up.

No… Don’t let him get into your head…It is his fault, not yours….

“Think if you must,” Westin sneered. “But remember–the longer you wait, the more people will die.”

He left, closing the door behind him.

That dead werewolf’s head was still sitting in that box.

Its rounded eyes were staring at Janet in the darkness. She could feel its gaze. Janet pulled her hair, sobbing lowly in pain.

She was their Gamma.

She should be protecting them.

But instead, they were sacrificing their lives for her.

Fuck… How did things turn out like this…

A few hours later, the door opened up again.

Clemente walked in this time, with a candle and a plate of sandwiches in his hand.

She winced at the sudden appearance of the light.

“The King asked me to bring you some food,” he said lowly.

He set the plate on the ground in front of her.

Seeing that she was practically half–naked, he cleared his throat awkwardly and took off his jacket, placing it on her shoulders.

“…Thank you.” Janet murmured hoarsely, “And…sorry.”

Clemente got punished because of her.

He was innocent.

Just like all those dead werewolf soldiers.

There was a long silence. And then he asked, “Why didn’t you tell the King that you are pregnant?”