Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna (Janet and Daran) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 

Hearing Janet’s proposal, Owen couldn’t help but burst out laughing. 

“You want to do a one–on–one with me?” 

Owen stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. There was an arrogant smile on his lips. 

“Forgot how I used to punch you like a sack of potatoes when we were little? Missing all those bruises and wounds now, little Janet?” Owen teased. 

Janet stretched her neck a little and raised her fists, getting into her fighting pose. 

“Bring it in, Owen,” she said. 

Owen snorted and pulled off his jersey, revealing his rock–hard muscles. He spent 20 hours a week in the gym to build this body. He was very proud of his huge biceps. and firm chest. 

Janet was like a skinny chick in front of him. He could crush her into crumples with one thumb. 

“Go get her son!” Hellen cried by the side, “Kick her ass for your sister!” 

With a loud roar, Owen raised his fist and jumped at Janet. She dodged sideways and waltzed to his back, quick and agile like a cat. She raised a leg and kicked on Owen’s butt and sent him staggering a few steps before falling on his knees. 

“Looking for something on the floor there, Owen?” Janet laughed. 

Maxie chuckled as well and started clapping and cheering for Janet. 

Owen’s face became tomato red. He let out a furious roar and scrambled back onto his feet. He turned and charged at Janet again like a crazy bull. 

This time Janet didn’t dodge. Instead, she remained firmly on her spot and raised a single hand. 

Even Hellen couldn’t help but widen her eyes in shock: Janet was going to take his punch barehanded? But that was impossible! She was tiny! 

“Punch her son!” Paul cried excitedly, “Crash her skull!” 

Owen howled and smashed down his massive fist. Yet in the next second, his hand fell right into Janet’s firm grip and froze in the air. Owen tried to pull his hand back, but he couldn’t. 

It was like his hand was clamped by a pincer. 

Janet looked up at Owen’s red face and grinned: 

“-My turn now. 

She balled her hand into a fist and caught Owen on the chin with a perfect uppercut. Everyone present heard a crisp crashing sound–the sound of breaking bones. 

Then Owen let out a painful cry and dropped to his knees, holding his dislocated jaws. 

Hellen and Paul couldn’t believe their eyes–it was less than half a minute and Owen 

was already defeated! 

And Janet already struck again. She kicked Owen’s face brutally and knocked his huge body to the ground. 

Hellen literally saw a broken tooth fly out of Owen’s mouth. 

Owen cried desperately and tried to get back up on his feet. Yet Janet stepped on his shoulder the next second and pinned him to the floor. 

“You think I am still that little girl who couldn’t fight back?” Janet snorted, “This is for looking down at women. And for looking down at me. 

She grabbed Owen’s collar, aiming at his nose, and punched again. 

Hellen couldn’t watch this anymore. She wanted to rush forward and stop Janet but Pull tugged at her sleeve. 

“Let’s wait till she finishes,” Paul whispered into her eye. “If Owen is injured severely, she will have to pay us a shit load of medical fees.” 

5 minutes later, Janet finally dropped Owen back on the floor, who had passed out already. 

She casually wiped the blood off her knuckle onto Owen’s jersey and turned to the Diaz couple, smiling, “If you don’t want to end up on the floor like your son, now is the time for you to f**k off.” 

Hellen was shivering tremendously in fear. She gulped and asked with a shaky voice, “Y–You abused our son! Isn’t that against the law? We won’t leave until you send him to the hospital–and pay for the medical bill!” 

“And our emotional trauma!” Paul added quickly, “Write us a check!” 

Janet rolled her eyes. 

Maxie spoke up with a cold voice, “The duel has clear rules. Each participant is responsible for their own life and death. Janet doesn’t need to pay you a nickel even if she kills your son right here today.” 

“What?” Hellen cried, “We never heard of such rules! It doesn’t count!” 

“It was written in the Pack’s law,” Janet shrugged. “If you have a problem with this, maybe I should send you to the person who made the rule. Say…Alpha Daran?” 

Hellen and Paul both quivered. 

Their tax problem hadn’t been sorted out yet. The last person they wanted to see right now was Daran. 

“Then we should probably take him home and treat his wounds…” Hellen said. weakly. 

“You son already missed the training this morning. He will stay here as I see through his daily practice,” Maxie said icily. 

“He has passed out! How do you expect him to train like that!” Paul cried. 

“Don’t worry. I have plenty of ways,” Maxie glanced in Owen’s direction coldly as though looking at a dead corpse. 

“Well, I should probably get going.” 

Janet grabbed her coat on the couch and winked at Maxie, “Can I leave Owen with you?” 

Maxie grinned flashing her white teeth, “Certainly. He will be in very good hands.” Janet laughed and walked out of the office. She could still hear Hellen and Paul’s voices pleading for mercy when she reached the staircase. 

Janet knew that she had beaten Owen a little too hard today. 

But that was necessary. 

On the one hand, she did want to get back at him for how he abused her in the past; on the other hand, she needed Owen to stop causing drama one thing for all. 

She and Maxie were studying the map before the Diaz walked in. The alliance had decided to send troops to the border soon. Both Janet and Maxie were in the advance force leaving in a few days. 

A war was happening. 

And they couldn’t afford to have a mole in their troops. 

So she needed to make sure Owen was docile like a kitten.