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.

Westin, Keavy, and Agnes. They were all

brightly at the camera.

die?”

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

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

borrible tragedy. He is

I grew up together.

between us. I

stared at

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

that

was something more that she had

begin your

Janet said, handing the locket back

good time to dig too deep into Agnes’s

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

sit with them by the coffee table and

started off with

should always sit upright with proper posture at the dining

cushion behind Janet’s back. If Janet got sloppy and leaned back at any time, that needle would prick

in that

girls were staring at Janet, waiting to

minutes, 20 minutes, and then 30 minutes had

held her posture elegantly, without any

The girls were disappointed.

Agnes found that

lady’s training before?” she

I have had military training. I

more than a day

girls‘ faces

all knew that Janet was a

had never held a sword in their entire lives, let alone getting blood

great. Well, shall we practice walking?

already mastered

up and lined up by the

an upper–class Lycan

taken with a measured and graceful gait. Head held high, with shoulders back. No

important part was walking in

bring in a balance beam, like

and walked from one end

Janet frowned this time.

very

really necessary?” she asked, “I know how to

a peasant! No man will want

Janet rolled her eyes.

up her skirt and stepped

Her body swayed at once. Yet she regained her balance at once. She took another small step, looking carefully at her

BANG!

came

straight and shoulders back,” Agnes said, holding a wooden stick. Janet glared at her, “Do not hit me

blinked, innocently, “My apology. I just want

training?” Janet asked icily, “With people

We are born with grace. And I thought you have a thicker skin as a soldier

The girls snickered.

breath,