Chapter 196: Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw Chapter 197

Chapter 197

Janet tensed up instantly.

– Westin was threatening to kill Daran?

No.

Or maybe that was not a threat at all.

Westin really meant it!

He wanted to kill Daran for quite some time already! If Janet hadn’t stopped Westin in the Grace Ruin, Daran would have died in his hand already!

And without the power of the Werewolf King, Daran didn’t really have a shot of winning.

Janet instantly wanted to jump out of the garden where she was hiding and dashed forward to stop Westin.

But Morgana grabbed her sleeve in time.

“Calm down,” Morgana whispered into Janet’s ears. “Let it play out. I don’t think he

will do it.”

Janet froze, her heart thumping wildly against her ribs.

Then she heard Daran let out a cool laugh:

“Kill me? No, King Westin, that is the last thing you will do.”

“Why? Do you not believe that I am capable?”

“Because I know that if I die in your hands, Janet will never forgive you. You have put too much effort into winning her over. You can’t take that risk.”

It was Westin’s turn to lapse into silence.

“And I am curious, King Westin…” Daran leaned his upper body, staring at Westin, and asked, “…What are you trying to accomplish here? Why do you want Janet SD badly?”

Westin’s voice was chilly, “Because I love her, obviously.”

“Lie.” Daran sneered. “You two have only known each other for less than a month. Where does this love come from? You didn’t want a Werewolf King in this world. Yet you were willing to let that matter slide just to get to Janet. She is THAT important to you. Why?”

“What sort of conspiracy are you trying to work out here? I told you. It was love at first sight-”

Daran laughed icily, “Stop lying. It is just the two of us here. You don’t know love

better than I do. We are the same kind of people.”

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A deathly silence fell upon them.

After a long pause, Westin let out a gloomy chuckle, “… Now I really want to kill you. Can’t afford to have you blabber all that to Janet.”

“I won’t say a word.” Daran said freezingly, “But I will win this damn competition. I won’t let a man like you have any chances of hurting Janet.”

Janet heard all of their conversation.

Yet her head was a mess.

…Was Daran implying that Westin approached her for some ill purposes?

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Mr. Larkin roared, breathing heavily, “This is fucking crazy! Are you even listening to yourself?! Hundreds of thousands of dollars for a bottle of wine?! I didn’t even know that my wine was worth that much money myself!”

“You can name any figure and I will write the check. Because that is how important your wine is to me.”

Daran took a step further towards Mr. Larkin and said in a solemn voice:

“Luna Balvina wants this wine. And she is Princess Janet’s best friend…I would do anything for Princess Janet.”

Mr. Larkin sounded shocked, “…So the rumor is true… Both of you are here for the princess…”

“That is right.” Daran nodded, “I will compensate for your loss. And personally come down to your daughter’s birthday and explain things to her if that is

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“Bottom line is we are not leaving here until you hand over that wine,” Westin said idly.

There was a short moment of silence.

Then Mr. Larkin gulped nervously:

“But even if I am willing to give you the wine, there is only one bottle….Are you two willing to take it back together?”

“The highest bidder gets the wine,” Westin chuckled lightly. “I believe that I was the highest bidder.”

“Whatever figure you name, I will double,” Daran sneered.

“Consider wisely before you make that decision, Mr. Larkin. You don’t want to be enemy with the Lycans,” Westin warned.

Mr. Larkin let out a frustrating sigh.

He picked up a wooden box from the table, which presumably contained the wine, and said, “I don’t see why you can’t take this back together… But if you really want me to choose-

He handed the wooden box to Daran.

“You have a lot of fans here in Blood Moon Pack, Alpha Daran, myself included.” Mr. Larkin said with a smile, “We knew that you were by the side of our princess when you fought the Rogue King. So keep protecting her, please. Don’t let us down.”

Daran took the box.

“…I will,” said he in a slightly shaking voice.

“So that is the decision you make?” Westin asked icily, “Be enemy with the Lycan?”

Mr. Larkin puffed up his chest and replied haughtily, “If you asked nicely, King, Westin, I might consider giving the wine to you. But you play the hierarchy card. I am not a big fan of that.”

Westin let out a chilly laugh.

The door to the red–brick house opened up.

Janet and Morgana saw Daran strode out carrying that wooden box in his arms.

They immediately crouched down even lower, afraid that he might see him.

Hurried footsteps came.

Westin rushed out of the house as well.

“…Daran,” he called.

Daran halted and turned around to look at him, “What?”

The corners of Westin’s lips lifted into a meaningful smile.

“You think that I am going to let you walk away with that wine?” he chuckled, “If I can’t please Janet with that wine…Nobody else can.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled something out.

A gasp almost escaped Janet’s lips.

A gun!!!!

Westin raised that gun aiming at Daran and pulled the trigger without hesitation-

BANG!

Gunfire echoed in the peaceful vineyard.

Red drops splashed over the ground.