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

Chatper 97

Chapter 97
Veronica grabbed the pen. Hastily, she wrote down:
Something wrong with the man out there. We have to tell Gamma Janet!
Harper looked at her writings.
“You mean Lance? He is the local blacksmith. What can possibly be wrong with him?” she said in a drawling voice.
Veronica bit her lips in anxiety. She waved her hands and wrote down another line:
He is not a blacksmith! I know him!
“Oh?” Harper smiled. “If he is not a blacksmith, then who is he?”
He is-
Veronica paused, giving Harper a suspicious look.
“You can trust me,” Harper softened her tone. “Angelina introduced us. I am her friend. In fact, you probably didn’t know this, but Gamma Janet grew up in my house. We are practically sisters. So you can trust me with anything that you want to
tell her.”
Veronica still looked reluctant. And Harper added:
“I just want to make sure that you are not bothering Gamma Janet with trifles. Nevertheless, she is a very busy person.”
That dispelled all her doubts. Veronica picked up the pen again and started writing:
That man is the Rogue King!
Harper slightly widened her eyes. After a small pause, she asked with a deadpan face, “How can you be so sure?”
Veronica scribbled:
I heard his voice before. I swear it with my soul! Hurry and pass my note to Gamma Janet. I am afraid that he will do her harm!!
Harper picked up that piece of paper and paced to the door.
Veronica’s gaze followed Harper, her eyes full of anxious anticipation.
Yet the next second, Harper tore that piece of paper into pieces.
Veronica’s jaw dropped. Glaring at Harper, she made a furious noise, her mouth moving rapidly without a sound.
“Can’t say a single word, can you? Poor thing.”
Harper giggled maliciously.
“And there is something else you need to know about me and Janet. Yes, we used to be sisters. But I hate her to the gut. I would do anything to make her disappear from this world.”
Veronica turned abruptly and searched for another piece of paper on the table. Her throat was seized by a pair of hands from the back.

Harper strangled Veronica with her whole night. She was slightly taller and stronger than Veronica, which gave her the upper hand.
Veronica groaned lowly in agony, her body twitching. She wanted to break free from Harper’s grasp, but she didn’t have the strength.
After one painful minute, Veronica’s eyes rolled to the back, and she crushed to the ground.
Harper panted roughly. This took her a lot of her energy as well.
She put a finger under Veronica’s nose to make sure that she was still passed out, not dead.
Just then, a series of footsteps came from outside of the door and was approaching this office.
Panic flickered across Harper’s face.
She hastily grabbed Veronica by the ankle and dragged her body into the closet. The minute she slammed the closet door shut, someone pushed the office door open from the outside.
It was Angelina.
“Where is Veronica?” Angelina asked with a frown, her eyes scanning across the
room.
“Oh. She went to the restroom,” Harper put on a forced smile. “What do you need, Angelina?”
“Gamma Janet and I need to go to the shelters to check on injured soldiers. Can you finish the bookkeeping work with Veronica and then send those sorted grains to the warehouse?”
Harper clenched her fists behind her back. Her nails dug deep into her flesh.
Yet the smile on her face was as sweet as ever.
“Sure thing,” she said. “You can count on me with those, Angelina.”
Angelina nodded at her with a smile and then closed the office door again.
The sweet smile vanished from Harper’s face as soon as Angelina left.
She was actually furious inside.
Errands. Angelina was always giving her errands! She was practically a slave in everyone’s eyes! Nobody still remembered that she was a lady!
Fortunately, now she had a way out.
She had Lance, a great help.
And to make things even better, she just found out that Lance was the Rogue King! She felt as though her heart was going to explode with joy.
Lance, her mate, was a’king!
She knew that someone like her would end up with a great man. So what if Lance was a rogue? He was a man with actual, concrete power. That was all that mattered!
And Veronica just offered her a way to prove herself valuable to Lance.
Everything worked out perfectly.
Harper left the office room and returned shortly after with a trolley full of sorted grains and an empty sack.
She opened the closet door and shoved Veronica’s body into that sack. Then she lifted that sack onto the trolley.
Harper pushed the trolley out of the office and walked out to the street.
She ran into a lot of people on the way. But nobody suspected a thing. The stuff on Harper’s trolley seemed like nothing but a few bags of grains.
Eventually, she arrived at the smith shop.
Harper gently knocked on the door. A few minutes later, Layla came to answer it.
“Is he here?” Harper asked in a low voice.
Layla nodded hastily and let her in.
Lance was in there forging a weapon.
The fire from the forge roared, casting a fiery glow on Lance’s body. His strong arm was swinging a heavy hammer with rhythmic precision, sending sparks flying.
A red-hot bar of iron rested on the anvil, its malleable core ready for transformation.
Harper gasped looking at him.
She had always found Lance a bit too lanky for her taste.
She didn’t know that he possessed such a muscular body of strength.
Now it seemed that Lance was not only good-looking but also had the power and a great body.
He was really the whole package.
Harper could already feel herself falling in love with him.
Seeing Harper walk in, Lance dropped his hammer and paced over.
“Why are you here?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. “Aren’t you afraid that somebody might get suspicious?”
“You said that I need to find a way to prove myself valuable…And I have.”
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