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

Chapter 101

When Janet and the others disappeared into the distance, the people sending them off all returned to

the Crimson Fortress.

Except for Angelina..

She stood in the wind and gazed into the darkness, thinking about what Janet said to her before they

left.

About Harper.

Angelina couldn’t help but ask herself: Did she really place her trust in Harper too easily?

Nevertheless, Harper did ask her maids to cut her hands off without a blink of an eye. Could a person

that brutal change that completely overnight?

Angelina slowly let out a shaky breath.

If that was the case…

If Harper had been faking it…

And even worse, if Harper really had something to do with Veronica’s death…

Then she couldn’t forgive herself for letting Harper off the hook that easily.

Just then, a strange noise came from her back.

Angelina jerked around and snapped, “Who is there? Step out!”

It had already passed midnight.

No one should be out here at this hour.

A slim figure slowly stepped out of the bush and walked into the moonlight.

It was the same person that Angelina had been thinking about just a moment before.

Harper.

“What are you doing here?!” Angelina gasped in shock.

Harper chuckled, “Sending my dear sister off, just like you did. Too bad that I didn’t get a chance to

wish her good luck.”

Angelina clenched her fists. She suddenly felt a thrill of foreboding.

“How did you know about this?” she growled.

Their plan was supposed to be a secret! She even waited for Harper to turn in before leaving their tent.

So how did Harper find out about everything?

Harper seemed to enjoy the furious look on Angelina’s face a lot.

She giggled and took another step forward.

“Oh, I know about a lot of things,” she said. “I know that Janet and Daran are going to the Great

Canyon, which is practically suicide. I also know that you won’t be able to boss me around like a f

ucking slave any longer. And most importantly, I know that-” Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She grinned flashing her teeth, with a twinkle of joy in her eyes.

you are doomed now.”

Suddenly a sharp pain pierced Angelina’s body and she fell.

Crushed to the ground, Angelina curled her body in agony and struggled to look

around.

Layla was standing by her side, holding a baseball bat, which was the weapon that she just hit

Angelina with.

“Y-You…”

Angelina breathed heavily, gritting her teeth.

“It was you…A-And-”

“–And me,” said a deep voice behind her back.

Lance stepped out of the dark shadows and walked over. His lips curled in triumph as he looked down

at Angelina.

“I bet that you didn’t see this coming, did you?” Lance smiled.

Angelina glared at him. She wanted to jump up and attack him. But she couldn’t move. Layla must

have broken her rips when she hit her with that bat.

Lance lifted a foot and stomped on Angelina’s shoulder, enjoying her humiliated face.

“This is the fatal weakness of you guys,” he laughed. “You are always too gullible. Too eager to believe

that people have changed. That weakness makes you overlook certain things.”

“You…You killed Veronica!” Angelina cried hoarsely.

“Well, you caught me there, even though a bit late.”

Lance shrugged.

“What am I supposed to do? Veronica was going to tell Janet about me. I couldn’t let her do that.”

He moved his feet to Angelina’s neck, adding more pressure to it. Angelina’s face was quickly turning

red in suffocation.

“It won’t work…You still won’t win…’

Angelina uttered, struggling.

“Janet…and Daran…they are coming at you…They-they are strong-”

Lance burst into laughter.

“Oh you really have faith in them, don’t you? OK, I admit it. Alpha Daran is the strongest werewolf I

have ever met. I probably won’t last 10 seconds with him if we are at a one-on-one showdown. But so

what? I am still going to be the last man standing because I can outsmart him.”

Angelina clenched his ankle in agony. She couldn’t breathe anymore under the pressure that Lance put

on her neck.

“Remember that box of snacks,

you gave Janet?” Lance asked with a smile.

Angelina’s body twitched. She was choking.

“I asked Harper to add a little something extra to their snacks. If they eat those–and they will because

they trust you, they won’t be as strong as they are now.”

Rage seized Angelina’s heart.

This f ucking bastard-

“You seem mad,” Lance chuckled. “But shouldn’t you be more mad at yourselves? You caused

Veronica’s death. And soon, you will cause Janet and Daran’s death as well.”

He stomped on Angelina’s neck hard.

Angelina’s eyes rolled to the back, and she passed out.

“Should we hide her body somewhere?” Layla asked.

“Just leave her here. We are going back to the Great Canyon today. There is no need to hide our tracks

any longer.”

Lance dusted off his hands and beckoned to Harper.

Harper walked over and cringed against his arms like a docile sheep.

“That thing you asked me to put into their snacks…What is it?” Harper asked curiously. “Is it poison? Is

it going to kill them all before they get to the Great Canyon?”

“No poison is strong enough to kill a werewolf, silly girl,” Lance said idly. “It is something much better…

It is Layla’s blood.”

Harper was shocked and disappointed.

“Her blood?” she cried, “What can her blood do? Kill them? If it can’t do that, then you have wasted a

golden opportunity to=”

She suddenly quivered.

Because she just found Lance staring at her with a dark face.

“Careful, my mate, I don’t like to be questioned,” Lance hissed. “If you are coming to my kingdom with

me, remember one thing. That I am the King. And you are my subject.”

“…Yes, my king,” Harper whispered in fear.

“And you will see what Layla’s blood can do to them when we get back to the Great Canyon. The

rogue’s blood has special powers. You will find out about that soon. He rubbed Harper’s hair like

petting a lap dog.

“Let us hit the road.”

Lance smiled and gazed to the north.

His eyes were gleaming with excitement.

“My dear guest…my arch nemesis Alpha Daran…is waiting for us.’

It took the group one full day before arriving at the Great Canyon. They moved as fast as they could

and only stopped a few times to have some water and snacks.

Before going into the Great Canyon, they also had a complete makeover under Kass’s instruction.

They had to make sure that their outfits and appearances could fit into the rogue’s crowd.

Angelina once told Janet that the Great Canyon was in fact a black market.

And she was exactly right about that.

In the shadowy underbelly of the canyon, nestled amidst crumbled buildings and hidden alleyways, lay

this mysterious market, a hub of illicit trade where the forbidden met the desperate.

Within this eerie place, rare and dangerous stuff changed hands.

Janet saw shops selling fresh werewolf organs, handcrafted weapons, strange medicines such as

Elixir, Aphrodisiacs, fatal poisons, etc.

She also saw cages lying by the streetside with little pups locked up inside.

“This is human trafficking!”

Janet whispered into Kass’s ear furiously as they walked down the hectic main road.

“Can’t we do something about this?”

“Actually, it is not as simple as it seems,” Kass whispered back. “Those pups are trained thieves. If you

buy them off, they will rob your house and return to the seller with all your money by the next day. It is a

common trick in the rogue’s world.”

Janet let out a long sigh internally.

They spread out and did some fieldwork.

They would pretend to be interested in something and start a casual conversation with the vendor,

asking them if they knew anything about the Rogue King.

But their efforts proved to be in vain.

“Nobody knew anything about the Rogue King!”

Glen hissed frustratedly to them after an hour of talking to people.

“They all have different stories. Some said that Rogue King was a hideous old woman, and some said

it was a handsome man. And there is something even more ridiculous-hear this-one guy told me that

the Rogue King is a beautiful woman with a killer body, and she only became king because she had f

ucked every man in the Rogue’s world!”

“This is a nightmare,” Jared rubbed his temples with a wry smile. “I doubt if they have really met the

Rogue King before.”

“Most of them haven’t,” Kass said. “The Rogue King lives in the Grace Ruin, which only the true rogues

have access to.”

Daran tapped his finger on the table.

“It is simple then.”

He said in a deep voice.

“We should take the test and become the true rogues ourselves.”