Chapter 207

Janet balled her fists.

Westin proposed to Agnes before?

Yet he kept telling her that Agnes was not his loved one.

What a liar.

Agnes chided gently, “Don’t say that, Kalinda. Westin never proposed to me.”

“But he wanted to, apparently. If the elders hadn’t forced him to marry a werewolf, he would definitely propose to you.“.

“No, he won’t.” Agnes said in a flat voice, “Keavy was his best friend. Even thought Keavy was dead for a long time, Westin still respected him too much to do that.”

Janet rubbed her chin.

The relationship between Westin and Agnes seemed even more complicated than she thought.

She remembered Westin telling her once that Agnes was mated already..

Now it sounded that Agnes’s mate was this man named Keavy, who was the best friend of Westin.

But he was dead already.

“Honestly, Agnes, haven’t you considered remarrying?” that Issa girl asked, “How many years have it been since Keavy-”

Agnes sighed, “5 years.”

“Yet you are at the prime of your years! You can’t waste it. Just whisper to us. If you want that lowborn werewolf gone, there are many ways to make that happen…” Janet let out a cold laugh.

She wrenched the door open and marched into the room.

Soft, ambient light bathed the room, filtering through heavy velvet curtains that framed tall windows.

A grand piano occupied a corner, its dark wood gleaming under the glow of an ornate chandelier.

In the center of the room stood a coffee table. Set on top were carefully curated art books, delicate porcelain figurines, and a vase of fresh flowers.

Plush armchairs and sofas, upholstered in a soft fabric that invited touch, surrounded that coffee table.

Agnes and her chaperons were sitting in the armchairs and sofas right now.

Kalinda straightened her back the second Janet stepped in. She looked tensed.

“You should knock! Where is your-” she hissed.

“My curtsey? You already knew that I have none,” Janet chuckled icily. “And are you atraid of me hearing anything?”

Kalinda huffed, “I am not afraid of anything! I can say that to your face: You are the third woman in Agnes and the King’s relationship!”

“Kalinda!” Agnes cried in fume.

Janet raised an eyebrow, looking at Agnes.

“Keavy is your husband?” she asked Agnes.

Agnes bit her lips, a sad look on her face.

She took off a locket from her neck and handed it to Janet, “My mate, my husband, at proud soldier of Shadow House, and also….the King’s best friend.”

Janet opened the locket.

a picture inside, of Westin, Keavy, and Agnes. They were

brightly at the camera.

he die?” Janet asked

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

Agnes shook her head, tears

died of food poisoning. A borrible tragedy. He is the only

I grew up together. I won’t deny that we are

romantic between us. I swear, Lady

stared at

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

couldn’t help but found that odd. And a

that

to begin your training?” Agnes

the

too deep into Agnes’s

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

sit with them by the coffee table and began

started off with dining

posture at the

back. If Janet got sloppy and leaned

that posture

at Janet, waiting to taunt her when

minutes, and then 30

elegantly, without any sign

The girls were disappointed.

found

any lady’s

military

more than a day waiting to snipe an

girls‘ faces changed, looking

knew that Janet was a

sword in their entire lives, let alone getting blood on

“That…That is great. Well, shall we

already mastered

up and lined

an upper–class Lycan

and graceful gait. Head held high, with shoulders back. No slouching or

important part was walking in a perfectly

a balance beam, like the one

her high heels and walked from one end to another on

Janet frowned this time.

was not very

necessary?” she asked, “I

cried, “But you walk like a peasant! No man will want to dance with you at the ball if

Janet rolled her eyes.

up her skirt and stepped

once. Yet she regained her balance at once. She

BANG!

sharp pain came from her

a wooden stick. Janet

innocently, “My apology. I just want

this how you did your lady’s training?”

And I thought you have a thicker skin as a soldier than the rest of us and you can handle

The girls snickered.

breath, ignored

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