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

Chapter 244

Janet touched his hand, which was cold and clammy, and it sent a shiver down her body.

“Get it together, Westin,” she whispered into his ears.

He took a deep, shuddering breath and nodded, “Yeah I know…Thanks.”

Janet turned to look at Agnes and sneered, “Blame Westin? You have got to be fucking kidding me. Is this how you guilted Clemente over the years? Nobody will be blamed tonight, except you. Get ready to be punished!”

Agnes’s face twisted with rage, “Shut up! You have no right to talk to me like

what she has to say!”

Agnes trembled, her eyes filled with tears, “Westin! I did all of these for you! Can you find a single person on this planet who loves you as much as I do? We grew up together. We are meant to be together! The Moon Goddess must have got it right…Let’s fix her mistake now…”

Westin gave her a look of deep disgust.

“Your love disgusts me.” he hissed, “I would have rejected you on the spot if the Moon Goddess assigned you to me.”

“NO!” Agnes cried, “No you are lying…You just need time to process this…You will come around eventually-”

“Unfortunately, time is what you don’t have,” Janet said icily. “You will be sentenced and start paying for your own sin.”

Agnes gritted, “You–You shameless ugly lowborn-”

“Oh, and you talked about how you hated Keavy so much. But why did you stay married to him for years? Why didn’t you ask him to reject your mate bond? And why did you give birth to his son?”

Agnes flinched, “It…It is none of your business…”

“Let me guess. Because you can’t give up on the extravagant life and noble status that he gave you,” Janet said with a taunting smile. “You enjoy being called a lady. You love hanging out with the elder’s daughters and pretend that you are a highborn

yourself. Unfortunately, no matter how hard you fake it, none of this is real.

“Shut up! SHUT UP!”

Agnes roared, her beautiful face smudged by tears, “I AM a lady! A member of the House of Shadow! All the girls look up to me-”

“Not anymore!”

Elder Lamonte snapped and turned to Westin with a stern face, “House of Shadow officially waives our protection of her! I ask for the King’s permission to expel her from our house-”

“Your permission is granted,” Westin said icily.

Agnes collapsed on the floor. Her face carried a glazed expression of shock.

“No…No…my title…” she murmured.

“Your title is stripped away! You are a commoner now!” Clemente snapped.

“No…You can’t do this…I will die a lady…”

Just then, a cry came from behind their backs and a small figure came dashing into the crowd.

Bryan rushed to her mother’s side and stood firmly in front of her, keeping her behind his small body.

“You bad guys!” he shrieked, “Stay away from my mom!”

Agnes pulled him close and wailed to his shoulder, “My son… My poor son…Do you know what they are doing to your mother?”

Bryan hid in her arms and kept a wary eye on everyone around them.

“Bryan!” Clemente called his niece’s name and took a step forward, “Come over to me. Don’t listen to what she said-”

“You swore to protect my mom! But you are hurting her! You big old liar! You all are!!!” the 5–year– old’s cry echoed in the room.

Clemente froze on his spot.

How could he explain to his niece that his own mother killed his father?

No….it was too cruel.

Janet looked to Westin and lowered her voice, “We can’t let this go on. You need to make a decision quickly.”

“…Yeah, you are right.”

Westin inhaled deeply and looked down at Agnes coldly, “Hand over the poison’s cure now. You have killed Keavy already. Don’t make Elder Randy your second mistake.”

Agnes gritted, “No… You will never get that cure…Never…‘

“Then I am striping the title of your son as well,” Westin said cruelly. “Think about it. When you die, your son will be a commoner living on the street, with no title, no family, and nobody to protect him-”

“NO!!” Agnes shrieked, tightening her arms around her child.

“Mom! Mom!” the child burst into tears, “You can’t let them do that! I don’t want to live on the street!”

Westin’s eyes gleamed coldly, “It is your choice to make.”

Agnes cried, devastated. Her tears drenched Bryan’s jacket.

After a long pause, she whispered in a broken voice, “The cure…is in my

room…bottom drawer of my dresser…”

Clemente let out a sigh of relief and hurried to get the cure and save Elder Randy.

Westin waved his hand, “Take Master Bryan away.”

Two soldiers closed up upon the mother and son and snatched Bryan from Agnes’s

arms.

“My son-“Agnes screamed.

“Mom!!” Bryan cried, kicking his tiny legs and starching the soldier’s face. “I hate you! I hate all of you! I will kill you one day! Go to hell! All of you—”

His voice disappeared into the distance.

Agnes sank to the floor. She looked as though she just lost her soul. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“I don’t want to wait for the trail. I am making my decision about her right now, Westin said in a freezing voice, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. “I think we can all agree that a simple death would be too easy for her.”

All the elders nodded in unison.

“The water dungeon.”

Westin said with cruelty gleaming in his eyes, “She will spend the rest of her life in the water dungeon, at the bottom level of this castle. She will be soaked in ice–cold water and be beaten by snakes and mice every single day. Let this endless torment be her punishment.”

“Agreed!” everyone cried.

The soldier yanked Agnes up, chained her, and shoved her out of the room.

Janet watched her out of sight.

The Lycan’s punishment was even harsher than she thought. Compared to living in endless torment, maybe a clean death could be more merciful.

But she didn’t feel sorry for Agnes.

Agnes deserved this..

And if she didn’t take down her enemy, she would be the one who suffered.

“You are all dismissed,” Westin said in an exhausted voice. “I need a moment with my Queen.”

The elders bowed to them in silence and filed out of the room.

The hall was vacant soon.

Janet thought Westin was going to blame her for acting solo. She was ready for his scold.

Yet the next second, she was pulled into a pair of strong arms.

“Westin!” she was startled.

“Stay…” he murmured hoarsely, his voice shaking. “I am not doing anything…Just… let me hold you for a bit longer…Please…”

She stopped struggling and stood there still. She could feel his quickened heart rate at this proximity.

“What should I do…” he sighed by her ears.

“What?”

“I think I just love you even better, which I didn’t think was possible… Janet, what should I do with this love?”