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

Chapter 171

The Lycan?

Janet was stunned for a few seconds and then burst out laughing, “No. You are kidding.”

“You don’t believe me,” the servant snorted.

“Well then, because…Lycan is nothing about a myth.”

Janet had heard many stories and fairytales about the Lycan since she was a child.

In those stories, the Lycans were just like them, except for the fact that they were stronger, more powerful, and more ruthless.

But it was more like a mythical creature, created by the bard and fairytale writer to keep children away from the woods at night.

Yet now, this servant was telling her that the Lycan was real. And the Lycan was here

at Lance’s wedding.

How was she supposed to believe something this ridiculous?

The servant saw the skeptical look on her face, and he shrugged, “It is a myth to you, but not to us. The Lycan has kept a friendly relationship with us for years…Well,

‘friendly‘ is probably not the right word. They WATCH OVER us.”

Janet laughed, “You meant like a god or something?”

She meant this as a sarcasm.

Yet the servant looked very serious, “Yes. Exactly like the god, or guardian if you prefer.”

“You are kidding. The rogues are a bunch of anarchists. You would let another being rule over you?”

The werewolves and the rogues had fought for

years for

power.

The rogues never bent their back to anyone, not even an Alpha.

Yet they submitted themselves to the Lycan?

“Because…”

The servant gulped with a hint of fear flickering across his eyes, …You have any idea how powerful the Lycan is. They are the earliest group of werewolves created by the Moon Goddess. They exhibit ancient powers that we werewolves don’t. Words

said that even their wolf form is different than ours.”

Janet was intrigued, “Different how?”

Yet the servant didn’t answer.

He was staring at the gate in awe as everyone else did.

Janet followed his gaze and saw the man who just walked in with Lance.

This must

Sir Edwin.

He was a very handsome guy, about 6 feet high.

He had silky, raven–black hair that contracted elegantly against his pale skin. His features were chiseled and aristocratic, with a strong jawline and high cheekbones.

His eyes were a captivating shade, like deep, mysterious pools of midnight that drew

others in.

Janet stared at him.

looked as though he just come out of a medieval

how he was

he was just a phony. Janet thought

Sir Edwin’s side. The two were having

in

completely forgotten that

in the dancefloor.

clenched her fists in rage,

supposed to be her big

her thunder was completely stolen, first by Morgana, then by this

scream, yell at someone,

a scene

she saw two maids carrying her 10–layer wedding cake into the ballroom. She found her

to them and snarled, “Is this my wedding

the counter and curtseyed to her, “Yes, My

pastry chef flogged for this! Which

is not us

their spots, not knowing what

from the distance and

once, “It was her! She made this

turned to glare at

made this?” Harper

frowned, “I helped a little. What is the

fucking kidding me?” Harper gritted, nitpicking. “Get this

Janet narrowed her eyes.

was the most important part of

This cake stayed

my gorgeous

This cake stayed.

cake,” Janet said. “There is nothing

that I have

rolled her eyes internally. It was exactly what she

If you say no to this one, you won’t have a wedding

don’t care. This is your problem. Get me another one in 10 minutes!” said Harper

in a deep breath with

Harper’s stupid face directly into this

voice

you two

It was Daran.

hadn’t seen him earlier. Maybe he ran

at the sight of Daran. She was always afraid of him. But then she remembered how Daran handed Janet

Daran would take her

that the cake she made is hideous. And I deserve

cake casually and looked back at Harper, “I

“Are you fucking taking her side again? Have you already forgotten how

Daran’s face darkened.

cold snort, “I don’t need you

“But the cake-”

icily. “You are already accused of being extravagant.

bit her

one resentful glare at Janet and then

quick look

saw each other after that

initial rage

towards him remained

the cake, isn’t

rounded her eyes.

and pretended to be calm, “What do you

playing dumb with me, Janet. I am not Harper,” Daran chuckled. “A regular 10–layer cake