Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

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.

did he die?” Janet

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

alright. I don’t mind.” Agnes shook her head, tears

poisoning. A borrible tragedy. He is the only man

grew up together. I won’t deny that we

romantic between us. I swear, Lady

at her,

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

but found that odd. And a bit

more that

begin your training?”

said, handing the locket back to

a good time to dig too deep into Agnes’s dirt. She had plenty of

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

Janet to sit with them by the coffee table and began the

started off

proper posture at the dining table. Avoid slouching or leaning too far

even asked the maid to place a needle on the cushion behind Janet’s back. If Janet got sloppy and leaned back at any time, that needle would

stay in that

Janet, waiting to taunt her when

20 minutes, and then

posture elegantly, without any sign of getting

The girls were disappointed.

found

had any lady’s

have had military training.

more than a day waiting to snipe an

girls‘ faces

knew that Janet was

sword in their entire lives, let alone getting blood

nervously, “That…That is great. Well, shall

already mastered

all stood up and lined up by the

an upper–class Lycan

step should be taken with a measured and graceful gait. Head held high, with shoulders back. No slouching or

part was walking in

servants bring in a balance beam, like the one used

her high heels and walked from one

Janet frowned this time.

was not very good with high

necessary?” she asked,

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

Janet rolled her eyes.

up her skirt and stepped onto

body swayed at once. Yet she regained her balance

BANG!

came

a wooden stick. Janet glared at her, “Do not

just want to fast–forward your

you did your lady’s training?” Janet asked icily, “With

are born with grace. And I thought you have a thicker skin as a soldier than the rest

The girls snickered.

deep breath, ignored her,