Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chatper 92

Chapter 92
In that strange moment that Janet noticed at the makeshift market, something did happen.
Harper smelt an enticing scent in the air. And her wolf started howling inside of her, calling out to her mate.
And she saw the same astonished expression on Lance’s face as well. So he must have felt the same thing.
Yet in a split second, Harper decided not to say anything at the moment. Because she
didn’t want Janet to know who her mate was. And she wanted to find out more about this man first.
So after she left Janet and Angelina, she went to ask vendors about this man named Lance.
And she was furious to learn that this man was simply a lowborn blacksmith!
Most importantly, he was already married with a child!
Harper felt rage pumping through her veins.
Her destinated mate was only a f ucking commoner! And there was not a single drop of noble blood inside of his body.
How was this even possible?
Harper used to be so convinced that she would eventually end up with somebody with money and power. It was what she deserved.
Even after she was ripped away from her lady title and became a slave, that conviction never wavered.
She even played nice and laid low in front of Angelina and Harper to ease off their guards. Because she firmly believed that her destinated mate would come and rescue her from all this shame one day.
Yet all that was shattered now!!
How can a f ucking blacksmith help her redeem her title and freedom?
And what would people say if they found out that the once-known “Lady Harper” ended up with a nauseous commoner?
No.
She couldn’t let anyone find out about this!
So she went straight to the smith shop to confront Lance with it.

“You listen to me, you filthy little blacksmith.”
Harper clenched her teeth and poked at Lance’s chest with her finger.
“I am a lady. And a guy like you does not deserve me! Your face, your job, the unbearable heat, and the disgusting smell of your house…Everything about you repels me! If you don’t want any trouble, you better stand here and let me reject you. And shut your mouth about this FOREVER!”
Lance looked down at her coolly.
Then he curved his lips into a mysterious smile.
Harper frowned, looking back at him.
She had to admit that this man was actually good-looking. And he had a certain kind of elegance that was normally possessed only by nobles.
Too bad that he was only a filthy blacksmith.
“What are you laughing about?” she asked.
“A lady, huh?”
Lance snickered.
He took a hand and brushed Harper’s forehead with his thumb.
“You wear a lot of concealers. Yet even that is not enough to cover that disgusting tattoo on your forehead. And what does it say?…Oh right. SLAVE.”
He leaned closer to her, whispering in a malicious voice.
“I bet that is what you really are. A slave. Not lady.”
Harper widened her eyes in rage, “You-You f ucking commoner!”
She roared and rushed to grab Lance’s collar.
Lance caught her arms in one swift move and slammed her body against the closet door roughly.
He was strikingly strong!
Harper’s face was pressed against the door panel. And she was utterly embarrassed.
“You f ucking let me go-”
She shrieked while struggling with her whole night.
“Your wife is out there! I can scream!”
She heard Lance’s chuckles from her back.
“Go ahead. Scream and see if she dares to come in,” he said idly. “Yet before you do that. Let me ask you one question.”
Harper’s chest rose and fell rapidly in anger, “What!”
“Don’t you want to teach those people a lesson? Don’t you want to get back to those people? Janet, Daran, Angelina…Don’t you want to see them crawl under your feet and beg for your mercy?”
A chill was sent down Harper’s spine.
Amidst shock, she muttered a single word, “…What?”
“I can help you with that if you promise to be good,” Lance whispered into her ears, his voice low and seductive.
“Who…who are you!” Harper gasped in shock.
She was intimidated by this man behind her back. Maybe she was wrong about him…because this man seemed nothing like a normal blacksmith!
Lance chuckled again.
He suddenly buried his head down to Harper’s neck and sank his teeth into her flesh! Harper let out a horrified scream.
She felt herself dominated by a strong, enticing scent. And that scent was nothing like those regular scents that she had smelt from the other werewolves before. It was darker, more aggressive, and carried a rusty smell of blood…
Harper’s body twitched in shock.
She abruptly shoved Lance away and jerked around roaring at him:
“You-You are a f ucking ROGUE!!!”
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