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

see how he was different

just a phony.

side. The two were having a heated conversation about

was drowned in this honored,

including Lance–had completely forgotten that Harper was still

in the dancefloor.

clenched her fists in rage, her body shaking

was supposed to

Morgana, then by this guy who

wanted to scream, yell at someone, or maybe

she also knew that making a scene would only make Lance despite

carrying her 10–layer wedding

strode up to them and snarled, “Is this

on the counter and

the pastry chef flogged for

not us my

in their spots, not knowing what

from the distance and hastily walked over, “What is

maid saw Janet and blurt out at once, “It was her! She made this cake with our headmaid. My Queen, please punish her instead of

to glare at

made this?”

helped a little. What is the matter with

is fucking tacky and hideous! The decorations…roses and lilies? Are you fucking kidding me?” Harper gritted, nitpicking. “Get this ugly thing

Janet narrowed her eyes.

cake was the most important part of her

This cake stayed

my gorgeous

This cake stayed.

just an ordinary cake,” Janet said. “There is nothing wrong

fucking saying that I have bad taste?” Harper

eyes internally. It was exactly

this cake. If you say no

care. This is your problem. Get me another one in 10

in a deep breath with rage

Harper’s stupid face directly

voice came behind

are you

It was Daran.

him earlier. Maybe

But then she remembered how Daran

would take her

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

the cake casually and looked back

taking her side again? Have you already forgotten how she betrayed

Daran’s face darkened.

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

“But the cake-”

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

her lips

one resentful glare at Janet and then stormed

quick

was the first time they saw each other after that night he

initial rage had

hatred towards him remained the

with the cake, isn’t it?” Daran

rounded her

quickly hid her panic and pretended

“A regular 10–layer cake