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.

guy looked as though he just come out of a medieval oil

he was different from

he was just a

two

was drowned in this

forgotten

in the dancefloor.

in rage, her body

supposed to be

by Morgana, then by this guy who showed up

scream, yell at

that making a scene would only make

her 10–layer wedding cake into the ballroom. She

them and snarled,

the cake on the counter and curtseyed

the pastry chef flogged for this! Which one of you is the pastry

not us my

in their spots, not knowing what to

this from the distance and hastily

blurt out at once, “It was her! She made this cake

turned to glare at

this?” Harper

“I helped a little. What is the

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

Janet narrowed her eyes.

most important part of

This cake stayed

my gorgeous

This cake stayed.

an ordinary cake,” Janet said. “There

you fucking saying that I have

rolled her eyes internally. It was exactly what she

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

is

in a deep breath with rage surging up in her

smash Harper’s stupid face directly into

voice

are you two fighting

It was Daran.

hadn’t seen him earlier. Maybe he ran

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

Daran would take

just telling Janet that the cake she made is hideous. And

looked back at Harper, “I didn’t see anything wrong

fucking taking her side again? Have you already forgotten how

Daran’s face darkened.

out a cold snort, “I don’t need you to remind me. Go. Lance is asking

“But the cake-”

making a fuzz.” Daran stared at her icily. “You are already accused of being extravagant. Don’t

her

one resentful glare at Janet and then

quick look at

saw each other after that night he brought

initial rage

her hatred towards him remained

something wrong with the

her

pretended to be calm, “What

chuckled. “A regular 10–layer cake is really heavy, and it takes at least