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

Chapter 230

She raised her eyes abruptly.

“How do you know I am pregnant?” she asked.

“I found your pregnancy test,” he said.

…Shit.

She thought she got rid of that stick without anybody noticing.

But it seemed that it didn’t escape Clemente’s eyes.

And judging by his tone…He believed that her child was Westin’s.

“I honestly don’t understand why you were running away with the King’s child in your belly,” Clemente

said in a frustrated voice. “He loves you. I haven’t seen him this care about a woman in my entire life…

But anyway, mistakes have been made. You should tell him that you are pregnant and ask him to free

you. Is it fun being locked up in here?”

No.

Telling Westin the truth would only worsen the problem.

Because both she and Westin knew who the father of her child was.

She and Westin never slept together once. There was no way they could have a child.

Janet stared at Clemente.

“So you knew about my pregnancy and yet haven’t told your king about it. Why?”

she asked.

Clemente frowned, “Forget about me. We are talking about you. You should really-”

“Because you told someone else and that person asked you to keep this secret,” Janet said firmly,

watching his every reaction closely.

He froze, a guilty look on his face.

“That person is Agnes, isn’t it?” she concluded.

Clemente’s face contorted. Yet he didn’t deny it.

An honest person like him couldn’t deny the truth.

Janet let out a cold sneer.

It was not hard for her to connect the dots.

Elder Lamonte and Agnes were her biggest enemies in the Lycan’s kingdom.

Clemente had a bad relationship with his father and would never listen to him.

So there was only one possibility left. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Not to mention that Agnes was his late brother’s wife, which explains why he was loyal to her.

It was so simple.

Why didn’t she think of this sooner?

“The person who assassinated me that night was you, wasn’t it!” she snapped, “How ironic. Westin

trusted you so much that he assigned you to protect me! But you were working for another woman,

trying to kill me behind his back. I wonder how Westin will feel about this-”

“I am not working for Agnes!” Clemente was shaking with rage and grief. “It–It is very complicated…I

am sort of responsible for Keavy’s death…I–I owe Agnes so much…I just can’t refuse her request…”

Janet was not listening to him anymore.

She placed a trembling hand on her belly. Fear seized her throat.

Agnes knew about her baby and was convinced that the child was Westin’s.

What would Agnes do?

A vicious person like her would definitely try to kill her and her child.

They were both in danger!

“…Agnes wants to be Westin’s Queen.” Clemente said in a shaky voice, “She sees you and your child

as a threat. I am not getting into this mess again. But she will send another assassin…She is capable

of that.”

Janet glared at him, huffing in short breaths.

“Tell the King about your baby.” Clemente said, “He is the only one who can protect you now.”

No.

Westin was not her protector.

He was the perpetrator.

She has no one here to help her. She was desperate, and alone.

Clemente sighed and turned to leave the room.

“…Leave the candle,” she whispered. “…Please.”

He paused. And then did what she asked.

“The King said he didn’t want to talk to you. So I will check in with you before this candle burns out. Let

me know about your decision then.”

He said that before walking out.

Janet crawled to the candle.

This faint candlelight became her only source of warmth in this cold, dark world.

She was cornered.

Her enemies were looming in the darkness, waiting to kill her.

She could take Westin’s deal and ask him to protect her.

But her baby…

She would start to show in a couple of months. Westin would know about her

pregnancy sooner or later.

What should she do?

Was there really no way to keep both her and her baby safe?

With all that mess in her head, Janet picked up the sandwich and took a small bite.

She didn’t have any appetite.

But her baby needed to eat.

Janet was numbly chewing her food when she heard footsteps in the next room.

She perked her ears up immediately.

It was night.

No one should be in the King’s study.

Westin didn’t want to talk to her. Clemente just left.

So who could it be?

The scrapping noise of the bookshelf moving came. The doorknob turned.

The door swung open, bringing in a gush of cold wind.

The candlelight flickered in the wind. Janet jumped to protect the flame with her hand.

When she looked up, she saw Agnes’s ghastly face in the dim light.

A wave of genuine fear hit her, raising the hair on her arms.

…Agnes was here to kill her!

A grim smile twisted Agnes’s mouth as she sneered, “…Surprise to see me?”

Janet’s heart was racing in her chest.

Yet she pretended to be calm as much as she could, “Does Westin know that here?”

you are

“No,” Agnes shrugged, shutting the door. “But he can thank me later for this little favor. When I get rid of

you…and that bastard child in your womb, he will be back on the right track…no more misleading by

you!”

She reached into her pocket and drew out a dagger.

Janet balled her fists.

Her palms sweating.

“Have you ever killed a person before?”

She hissed as Agnes approached her with that dagger, “You don’t even know how to work with a

dagger! Drop that down and I won’t tell Westin about this-”

Agnes burst out laughing.

Her hysterical laughter echoed in the small room.

“You, my mighty Gamma, have a bad habit of underestimating people,” she giggled. “Oh, I know the

sweet feeling of killing…And I bet it is so much more thrilling when I kill you!!!”

She raised the dagger in the air and jumped at Janet!

Janet rolled on the ground urgently and narrowly dodged that attack.

Agnes struck again immediately but Janet caught her wrist.

“I am not your enemy!” Janet snarled, wrestling with her. “I don’t even love Westin

”

“LYING BITCH!” Agnes shrieked. “How did you get him to breed you? How did you get him to FALL IN

LOVE WITH YOU?!”

Janet gritted her teeth.

She used her whole might to stop that dagger from falling

But she was weak after 3 days of starvation and Agnes was a Lycan…

That dagger was coming closer and closer to her face!

“AH!”

With a grunt, Janet shoved Agnes off her.

The dagger fell anyway–it stabbed into her left shoulder.

A sharp pain shot through her body as she let out a painful cry.

“YES! Scream you bitch!” Agnes pulled the dagger and struck at her belly, “How do you like this one!”

The point of that dagger cut into Janet’s belly for one inch and froze-

Janet was holding the blade with both of her hands.

Blood oozed out from her palms, streamed down the dagger, and pooled underneath

her body.

“Do…Do not…” she breathed heavily in the pain, “…touch my baby!”

She kicked her left leg abruptly and knocked the candlestick over.

“FUCK!” Agnes cursed.

The tail of her hair got burned.

She jumped up immediately and patted her burning hair.

Janet seized that chance and snatched the dagger, pointing it at Agnes.

“Come at me again-” she panted heavily, firelight and rage burning in her eyes.

-I will fucking drag you down to HELL!”

Agnes gritted her teeth/

She was intimidated by Janet’s aura.

She turned and quickly fled the room.

Janet crushed onto the ground, lying in her own blood, shaking faintly.

She was surrounded by the soaring fire. The air was getting thinner as the fire stronger.

She coughed and choked. Her vision was getting blurry.

grew

Would anyone notice that the room was on fire before she got suffocated to death?

It was getting harder to breathe.

And the blood loss made her feel so cold…

On the verge of passing out, she heard the noise of the door bursting open.

“-JANET!” Westin’s voice roared.