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

Chapter 75

The next morning at dawn, all the troops departed from the packhouse and left for Crimson Fortress.

The Fortress was about 800 miles far from the packhouse, which would take them roughly 2 days on

the road.

As they headed towards the north, the weather started to get colder, and the daylight

shortened. The wind that gushed through the woods turned from soothing to icy and bitter. Tresses in

the northern region were more sparse and stunted. One time when Janet looked up to the sky, she was

astonished to find that there was frosting on the tree branches.

The terrible weather was not the only thing they had to face along the way. They also

encountered many refugees from the North.

Many of these refugees were once residents of the Crimson Fortress. But the took their houses and

chased them out. Now they had nowhere else to go.

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“It was brutal,” said one refugee to Daran. “They ravaged our city, set our houses on fire, and killed

many people. Some of us tried to fight back but the rogues captured them, peeled their clothes off, and

let them freeze to death. They said that they wanted to make more of these ‘human popsicles‘…We are

just lucky enough to get out of that living hell.”

There was a look of grief and anger on everyone’s face when they heard it.

And Daran asked, “The Crimson Fortress is guarded by a large group of soldiers. Why didn’t they

protect you?”

The refugee let out a bitter laugh, “The rogues mingled with residents like us and got passed by the

guards easily. Then they started an attack at midnight from within the city. Who would have thought?

They looked just like us. There was no way to identify a rogue from the citizens.”

Janet’s face grew dark.

Angelina was right. These rogues were cunning as hell. They might not be as trained as they were, but

they were definitely good at pulling dirty schemes.

Daran went to talk to his captains. He was thinking about having a group of soldiers from the main

force escorting these refugees back to the packhouse. He also needed to contact the elders and ask

them to help these people get back on their feet.

The day was getting dark. So they decided to camp out in the woods for tonight while

Daran took care of those refugees.

After talking to some of the refugees, Janet returned to their camp with a heavy heart.

On her way back, she found Kass leaning against a tree outside of a tent. He seemed to be waiting for

her.

“I heard what those people said about the rogues. About how brutal they were,” Kass spoke up first, his

voice light.

Janet stayed in silence.

This was the first time they spoke to one another after that big fight.

“What happened to them used to be my daily life.”

There was a deep grief in Kass’s brown eyes.

“So are you still questioning my loyalty?” he asked.

Janet sighed and tried to walk past Kass. But he grabbed her hand and stopped her forcefully.

“So are you going to keep ignoring me like this?” Kass hissed, “I told you my secret because I trusted

you! If I want, I can still keep you in the dark as I have done in the past! Would you have preferred

that?!”

Janet shook him off and glared back, “What you should do is tell me the truth the minute you joined our

army! Not wait till you become the captain and I defend you in front of all other Gammas!”

“If I told you in the beginning, would you still trust me the same? I know you wouldn’t! We all see how

discriminated you are when it comes to the rogues-”

“Discriminated? Don’t you think there is a reason for that? You see how ruthless and evil those

savages are!”

“But I am not like-”

Their quarrels were interrupted abruptly by a voice from the back, “Hey are you guys fighting over

something?”

Janet and Kass jerked around at the same time. They found Glen standing a few steps away from them

while looking at them suspiciously.

“I heard arguments,” Glen narrowed his eyes. “Did something happen?”

Kass’s face was stiff. Janet answered on his behalf, “Nothing. We were just talking about the plan for

tomorrow. Kass had some questions.”

A flicker of doubt appeared in Glen’s eyes. But eventually, he chose to say nothing. “Other Gammas

and I are cooking dinner,” Glen smiled. “You want to join us?”

Janet nodded, “Sure. You head out first. I’ll come over in just a second.”

Glen waved his hands and disappeared behind the tent.

“Listen,” Janet turned back to Kass and whispered, “I can’t keep this thing any longer. Tomorrow, I will

tell Daran. He will decide what happens to you.”

Kass widened his eyes in shock, “He will rip my throat apart within a blink of an eye! And you are OK

with that?!”

“I won’t let him kill you. But as the leader, he deserves to know!” Janet snapped. “No. Please don’t do

this to me-

But Janet didn’t let him finish and walked away hastily. She knew if she stayed any longer, she would

turn soft again.

Janet found the other 4 Gammas sitting around a campfire. They were having some cookies and

canned beans in silence.

“God, these cookies are so dry. I think it is hurting my tongue!” Jeff complained gloomily as Janet sat

down by Maxie’s side.

“You have never had a field ration before?” Glen asked.

“Of course I have. But our food packet had sausages, dried fruits, and instant coffee in it. These are

complete garbage,” Jeff made a puking face. “Don’t tell me you are seriously enjoying this, Glen.”

Glen shrugged and took another bite at his cookie, “I don’t mind it. Silver Claw is always short on food

supplies. Our field ration is way worse than this.”

Janet took a sip from her can. Jeff was right. It tasted like overnight water with dirty rags soaked in it.

But like Glen, she didn’t mind it either. When she was living under the Diaz’s roof, she had to feed on

leftovers and those tasted just as bad.

“So Janet,” Steven spoke up abruptly. “Glen told us that you were arguing with that soldier of yours,

Kass. Did something happen?”

Janet looked up. Steven was staring at her across the campfire, his eyes narrowed into slits.

“Nothing,” Janet replied briefly.

“You sure?” Steven asked coldly, “You know that we are not supposed to give them more information

than they need to know, right? Especially since Kass is our number one suspect right now.”

Janet set the can on the ground, “I don’t need you to lecture me on how to communicate with my

soldiers.”

Steven’s face turned cold. They glared at each other across the campfire. The atmosphere gradually

tensed up.

“Hey,” Maxie tugged at Janet’s sleeve. “You want to take the food back to our tents?”

Janet sighed and rubbed her temples.

The bad weather had a bad impact on their spirit. And the suspicion that was spreading made it worse.

“Yeah, sure. Go have some rest. Everything will be fine soon,” Maxie patted her shoulder.

Janet went back into her tent and lay down in the darkness. She was worn out so the sleep found her

quickly.

Yet she didn’t sleep too soundly. Bad dreams came at her one after another.

She vaguely heard some strange noises in her sleep. And that made her to snap her

eyes open.

It was still pitch black in her tent.

And there was a dark shadow standing by her bedside.

Without a second thought, Janet grabbed the flashlight she kept on the table and turned it on.

The strong light lit up the tent, along with the person standing in front of her. It was Kass.

There was a horror–struck look on his face.

And a knife in his hand.