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

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Chapter 144

Janet knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to get away.

But she just didn’t want to give Daran the easy win

The soldiers were closing in. She shot them a couple more times till she was out of bullets

She drew her dagger from her belt, firmly gripping the hilt.

One soldier charged at her. She slashed at him with her dagger and flung his body against the concrete

wall. That created an opening, which allowed her to quickly turn and run down a dark alley.

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The soldiers were crying behind her back, “You won’t get away! Just give up already!”

Janet knew that they were telling the truth. The gate was closed, and Morgana was hurt. There was no

way that she could get out

But she just didn’t want to give up.

At least not just yet.

This part of the city was a web of secret back alleys and hidden comers.

Luckily, Janet and Daran did some field research a while ago. Now she knew these streets like the

back of her hand.

She ducked down a narrow passage, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she weaved through the

maze of twisting streets.

She could hear the sounds of heavy boots pounding the cobblestones getting closer.

but they were still a couple of blocks away.

“STOP!” the soldiers shouted, “Alpha Daran is coming at you right now! You won’t get away from him!”

Fuck you.

Janet said internally.

She rounded a corner. But then realized that this was the wrong way.

She found herself in a dead–end street, surrounded by tall buildings.

She glanced around, looking for a way out, but there was none. She wanted to turn around and go

down another path, but the soldiers‘ footsteps were right behind her.

She was trapped.

Right at this moment, a door flung open beside her.

“Come on in!” gasped a female voice.

The soldiers were right around the corner. Janet didn’t have the time to check who that person was and

rushed right in.

The door closed behind her. The woman who helped her grabbed her wrist and shoved her into a small

pantry.

The faint light illuminated the dingy space and the woman’s face.

“You!” Janet gasped.

It was the girl who helped them to kill Danton at the camping site, Dora.

Janet hadn’t heard from her again ever since she fled the camping site. She didn’t expect to see Dora

again, especially under this circumstance.

“Keep quiet!”

Dora said under her breath and drew the pantry’s curtain shut.

The soldiers had followed her into this dead street. Their paces slowed down and stopped outside the

door.

Janet held her breaths, listening to their moves attentively.

“Where is she?” one soldier snapped, “I saw her get in here!”

“This is a dead–end street! She has nowhere else to run. She must be hiding. somewhere in these

houses. Search the house!”

Fuck.

Janet’s heart sank slightly.

If they came in and searched the house, they would find her sooner or later. Maybe she should just

step out already, to avoid dragging Dora into this mess…

Just then, she heard another voice from outside of the door, “Actually, I saw her run down another

path.”

It was a man’s voice, deep and velvety, with a smooth and sultry tone that sent shivers down her spine.

A fleeting thought flickered across her mind:

That must be a gorgeous guy.

“Are you sure, Westin?” the soldier asked suspiciously.

“Yeah. Positive,” said that sexy voice.

“Then why didn’t you say anything earlier? Let’s go!”

The footsteps hurried away, fading into the distance.

Janet perked up her cars.

…Did they all leave?

She waited for a few seconds and was about to get out of the pantry when she suddenly heard a knock

on the door.

“W–Who is it?” Dora asked nervously. “Please open the door, miss.”

It was that guy called Westin!

He pointed the other soldiers the wrong way and stayed behind himself. Janet frowned.

What did he want?

“Go away!” Dora cried. “I…I won’t let strangers into my house!”

Although her tone was firm, her shaky voice still gave her away.

“I know you have the person that we are looking for.” Westin said calmly behind the door, “Please open

up. You have a nice oakwood door. It would be a pity to knock it down.”

Janet pulled the drapes open and stepped out of the pantry.

“Open the door,” she said to Dora.

Dora looked at her, panicked, “What are you doing? Get back inside. I can get rid of him…”

“No, he has got us. It is OK. Just open it up.”

Janet gave a gentle nudge on Dora’s shoulder. Dora hesitantly went to lift the lock. and wrench the

door open.

A tall figure was standing on the doorstep.

The man stood tall, his lean and muscular frame exuding a quiet confidence that was impossible to

ignore.

His light blonde hair was painted silver by the moonlight.

Janet looked at his face.

She was right earlier.

This guy was indeed gorgeous.

Janet couldn’t imagine any woman saying no to that irresistible smile.

The man saw Janet standing behind Dora and raised an eyebrow.

“It took us a great effort to catch you, Gamma Janet,” he chuckled.

Janet looked at him quietly on full alert:

He was dressed in the soldier’s uniform. So he should be one of the others.

But why did he direct the other soldiers away?

“What do you want?” Janet asked in a strained voice.

The man smiled and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

A gush

She had that same feeling with Daran years ago.

A crazy thought appeared in her mind.

No way…but…could it…this man…could he be her…

Janet took an involuntary step further, her body shaking.

That man did the same thing.

The casual smile faded away from his lips, replaced by an astonished look.

“You…” he murmured, perplexed.

Their gaze met in the midair, sparkles flying.

They gasped out the same word simultaneously:

“-Mate!”