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.

as though he just come out

she didn’t see how he was different from any of

a phony.

Edwin’s side. The two were having

attention was drowned in this honored,

Lance–had completely forgotten that

in the dancefloor.

rage, her body

supposed to be her

thunder was completely stolen, first by Morgana, then by this guy who showed

at someone,

she also knew that making a scene would

her 10–layer wedding cake into the ballroom. She

up to them and

on the counter

is hideous!” Harper snapped, “Who made this? I want the pastry chef flogged for this! Which one of you is

not us

shivered in their spots,

from the distance and

saw Janet and blurt out at once, “It was her! She made this cake with

turned to glare at

made this?” Harper

little. What is

lilies? Are you fucking kidding me?” Harper gritted, nitpicking. “Get this ugly

Janet narrowed her eyes.

cake was the most important part

This cake stayed

my gorgeous

This cake stayed.

Janet said.

saying that I have

her eyes internally. It was exactly

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

you don’t have a backup plan? I don’t care. This is your problem. Get me another one

a deep breath with rage surging up

Harper’s stupid face directly into

a deep voice

are you two fighting

It was Daran.

earlier. Maybe he

sight of Daran. She was always afraid of him. But then she

take

just telling Janet that the cake she made is hideous. And I deserve something better.”

glanced at the cake casually and looked back at Harper, “I

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

Daran’s face darkened.

cold snort, “I don’t need you to remind

“But the cake-”

making a fuzz.” Daran stared at her icily. “You are

bit her lips

glare at Janet and then stormed

quick look at

other after that night

rage

her hatred towards him remained

with the

rounded her eyes.

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

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