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.

just come out of a medieval

didn’t see how he was

was just a

The two

drowned in this honored,

Lance–had completely forgotten that Harper

in the dancefloor.

rage, her body shaking with

was supposed to be her big

Morgana, then by

yell at someone, or maybe

making a scene would only make

two maids carrying her 10–layer wedding cake into

up to them and snarled,

maids quickly placed the cake on the counter and curtseyed to her,

“Who made this? I want the pastry chef flogged for this! Which one

not

shivered in their spots, not knowing what

distance and hastily walked over, “What is the

“It was her! She made this

turned to glare

this?” Harper

helped a little. What is the matter

fucking tacky and hideous! The decorations…roses and lilies? Are you fucking kidding

Janet narrowed her eyes.

was the most important part

This cake stayed

my gorgeous

This cake stayed.

an ordinary cake,” Janet said.

you fucking saying that I have bad

rolled her eyes internally. It was exactly what

spent days on this cake. If you say

is your problem. Get me another one

a deep breath with rage

smash Harper’s

a deep voice came behind their

you

It was Daran.

earlier. Maybe he

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

take her side this

cake she made is hideous. And I deserve something better.” Harper

the cake casually and looked back at

eyes, “Are you fucking taking her side again? Have you already

Daran’s face darkened.

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

“But the cake-”

at her icily. “You are already accused of being extravagant. Don’t bitch about the

bit her lips

one resentful glare at

took a quick

the first time they saw each other after that night he brought her to

initial rage had

towards

something wrong with the cake, isn’t it?” Daran said

rounded her eyes.

quickly hid her panic and pretended to be calm, “What do

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