Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna (Janet and Daran) novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231 

Westin dashed into the room. 

He held Janet in his arms, his hands shaking. 

“No…NO!!!” 

He pressed his hand to her wound and tried to stop the bleeding. But it didn’t work. 

Her breathing was shallow. Her face was pale. 

It almost felt as though she was dying. 

“Janet… Janet please…” he pressed his forehead against hers, choking in panic, “Come back to me…God please…” 

Tears welled up in his eyes. 

He hadn’t shed a single tear since he buried his parents at 7 years old. 

A mixture of strong emotions overwhelmed him at this very moment, fear, sorrow, and rage… 

WHO DID THIS TO HER! 

“My King!” Clemente rushed into the room with a bucket of water. 

He poured the water on the roaring fire. But it didn’t kill the fire. 

“King! We should get out of here!” Clemente grabbed Westin’s shoulder, crying hastily. “The fire is getting stronger. And Princess Janet needs treatment!” 

Westin was snapped back to reality from his sorrow. 

He reached his hands out to pick Janet up from the ground. 

Janet struggled her eyes open a slit. 

“…Cle…Clemente…” she murmured weakly, stretching out her hand to Clemente. 

Westin’s face changed abruptly. 

Why did she want Clemente instead? 

Did she trust Clemente now more than she trust him?! 

“My King,” Clemente bent his back. “Do you want me to-” 

“NO!” Westin snapped. 

He spooned Janet off the ground and held her closely to his chest as though she was his possession. 

Then he went dashing out of the room and headed straight to the hospital. 

It had passed midnight already. 

There were no patients in the hospital at this hour, just a sleepy receptionist at the front desk. 

She jumped up when the hospital door flew open and hit the wall with a loud bang and saw Westin dashed in carrying a woman covered in blood. 

“DOCTOR!” He snarled, “She needs a doctor!” 

The receptionist blundered inside to call for the doctors. A couple of nurses rushed out with a bed on wheels. 

Westin set Janet down on the bed. His hands were shaking so badly. 

“…Save her.” 

He stared at the nurses with bloodshot eyes, “You must save her.” 

“We will try our best, my king-” 

“I don’t want you to fucking try!” his gorgeous face consorted with rage, “I want you to do whatever it takes to save her!” 

The nurse winced at his furious growl, “U–Understood, my king 

“That is YOUR QUEEN! If she leaves the emergency room with a single scar on her body, you will all be going down to hell!!!” 

The nurse staggered backward in fear. 

Their King was very charming. He was even friendly to the commoners. 

Never in their entire lives had they seen their King this furious, this worried, this out 

of control. 

Clemente gently tugged at Westin’s sleeve, “My king, they get it…Let the doctors do their jobs.” 

Westin breathed heavily and took a step back. 

The nurses and doctors finally rolled the bed into the emergency room and shut the door. 

Westin slumped onto the bench chair. 

He arched his back and buried his face into his hands. 

His whole body was shaking…Even his soul was trembling. 

He didn’t even know that Janet meant this much to him until he saw her lying on the 

ground covered in blood, her eyes losing focus. 

The fear was losing her… 

That fear was so strong that it almost consumed him. 

Even though he was furious to find that she tried to run away from him, he couldn’t do any physical harm to her. 

The worst thing he was capable of was locking her in a dark room and that was it. 

She should be happy–if not happy then at least safe under his protection. 

…Yet somebody stabbed the love of his life and almost burned her right under his 

nose. 

Westin put his hands together, his knuckles turning white. 

His eyes blazed with fury. 

Whoever did this…He would make that person regret ever being born! 

“My King.” 

Clemente came back to his side and handed him a clean towel, “…For the blood.” 

Westin finally noticed that he had put some of Janet’s blood onto his clothes. 

Yet he didn’t take the towel from Clemente. 

He stared at Clemente, his eyes dark and grim, “…Why did she ask for you?” 

“What?” Clemente was stunned. 

“She stretched out her hand to you.” Westin looked at him coldly, “I didn’t know you two are this close.”