Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna (Janet and Daran) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131 

Janet frowned looking at the man. 

He was Dora’s fiancé. 

This man came as an unexpected factor. 

Looked like that Dora ran back home in a panic and told her fiancé about everything that happened last night. 

Janet could be sure that this was just an honest mistake and Dora didn’t try to tell on them on purpose. 

It was just that this man named Gorden turned out to have a soft spine and a big mouth and chose to work with the monsters who tried to hurt his own fiancé. 

An astonished gasp could be heard in the room. 

One guy jumped up from his seat and pointed a finger at Daran and Janet, “Ah ha! We caught you right there! How do you intend to respond to this witness’s words?” Daran crossed his arms in front of his chest with a cold face, “I did not intend to respond to anything. This is complete bullshit. 

“But you heard the man-” 

“This man’s testimony held no credibility!” Janet snapped, “As far as I am concerned, this man could be just a pawn of yours and you are trying to use him to frame us for something we didn’t do!” 

“Come on, Gamma Janet. Nobody has time for that. We are just trying to find the murderer here,” Lance said sullenly. 

“Then why doesn’t his fiancé come out and testify?” Janet snarled. 

She went up to the man. Gorden started to quiver even more violently when she came close. 

“You are not even the first witness,” Janet looked down at his horror-struck face. “Where is your fiancé?” 

Gorden stuttered, “She…she didn’t want to come…” 

“Oh? And why is that?” 

Gorden gulped nervously. His eyes flickered and looked away to avoid Janet’s sharp gaze. 

Then his eyes met with Lance’s. 

Lance was staring at him from this distance with a clear hint of warning on his face, which sent a shiver down Gorden’s spine. 

“My My fiancé didn’t come because…” Gorden mumbled, “Because she was scared! She was afraid that you might hurt her if she came in person. She sent me here to represent her. You-you cold-hearted fucking murderers!” 

Janet gritted her teeth in rage. 

This Gorden was a real fucking prick. 

Did he have any idea that those people-including Lance-were the sole reason that 

his fiancé had been in pain? 

If it weren’t for she and Daran, Dora would have been raped by Danton. This poor girl probably wouldn’t last till the next dawn. 

Yet instead of avenging his fiancé, Gorden chose to bend over and work with the 

monsters. 

Janet felt sorry for Dora. 

Right now, she just wanted to slap the man in the face and tell him to fuck off. 

Before she put her thoughts into action, somebody beat her to it. 

Daran strode forward and raised his right leg, giving a hard kick on Gorden’s chest! Gorden was sent flying backward. His body slammed against the wall and dropped down. 

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. 

“What the fuck…STOP!” 

Everyone around the table jumped from their seats and glared at Daran in horror. They were all taken aback by Daran’s sudden moment. 

Soldiers stepped forward and drew out their blades as a sign of warning. 

Yet Daran was not intimidated by that at all. 

He glanced at the soldiers icily. One look and those soldiers were frozen in their spots, terrified. 

“What are you doing, Alpha Daran?” Lance hissed. “Are you trying to kill our witness and wipe the evidence away?” 

Daran turned around and faced the crowd. 

Everyone took an involuntary step back, including Lance. 

“I will not stand here and have a fucking nobody slander me, calling me a murderer.” 

Daran said in a cold voice. 

“You invited me here, Lance. So you better make me feel welcome. Keep throwing shit at me and I will make you regret it. You won’t like my temper.” 

Lance inhaled sharply. Fear flickered across his eyes. 

“My King! This is a blatant threat!” one guy cried indignantly, “You brought them in here, and for what? They are acting like they own this place! Walking around and killing our men under our noses! We should teach them a lesson, show them whe is the real boss!” 

Janet stepped forward, clenching her fists, “How dare you! If you dare to make a move, our troops will burn this place down to the ground!” 

“Then we will fucking kill you today!” one soldier roared, “You can’t shift. You can’t even leave the city! You won’t be able to gather your forces. This is the day you 

die! 

Daran stood before Janet, his face cold as a stone. 

“Then go ahead. Give it a try.” 

He sneered, staring at those alerted soldiers. 

“It has been some time since I killed a rogue. My wolf and I are both getting thirsty.” 

The room lapsed into a ringing silence, with tension building in the air. 

Everyone stood, stock-still, glaring at the opposing side. 

They would lunge at the enemy at any second. 

Janet held her breath, her mind racing fast, quickly assessing the situation. 

This Gorden guy really ruined their whole plan. It seemed that Lance was now convinced that they killed Danton. 

If these soldiers attacked them, Janet was confident that she and Daran could get out. But they couldn’t leave the city, not with the rogue’s blood still left in their body. So it would be tricky to gather their forces… 

Right in the middle of this heated moment, Lance cleared his throat and spoke up: “OK. That is enough. Everyone, drop your weapon.” 

“But my King- 

“I said, DROP IT.” Lance stressed, “This is not how we treat our guests.” 

Everyone looked reluctant. They slowly lowered their weapons while still glaring at Janet and Daran. 

Well, this was unexpected. 

Janet raised an eyebrow. 

Lance was really willing to bend this far to put up with her and Daran. But what for? Was he afraid of Daran? Or was he planning on something? 

Janet didn’t know. 

She got a feeling that there was a part left in Lance’s plan that they had yet to find 

out. 

“But My King…” one soldier said with a hesitant tone, “Are we really going to let them off the hook like that? What about General Danton’s 

s case?” 

Before Lance could answer, the door to the Counseling Hall flew open and someone came rushing in. 

It was Andre. 

“My King!” Andre cried, slightly out of breath. “I heard that there is an open trial to investigate my father’s death. Why am I not included in this?” 

“Andre! You came.” Lance said with a simper, “I am just afraid that you are still deep in your sorrow and don’t have the energy to deal with all these. But I am glad that you are here.” 

“So what is happening here? Fill me in,” Andre said.