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.

inside, of Westin,

brightly at the camera.

did he die?” Janet

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

shook her head, tears forming in her

borrible tragedy. He is the only

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

between us.

at

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

that odd. And

there was something more that she had yet to

begin

handing the

deep into Agnes’s

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

to sit with them by the coffee table and began the

started off with dining

posture at the dining

behind Janet’s back. If Janet got sloppy and leaned back at

Janet to stay in that

Janet, waiting to taunt her when she

minutes, 20 minutes, and then 30 minutes

held her posture elegantly, without any sign of getting

The girls were disappointed.

found that

had any lady’s

I have had military training. I can stay in the bush

a day

faces changed, looking

all knew that Janet was

never held a sword in their

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

mastered dining

all stood up and lined

an upper–class Lycan lady walked.

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

important part was walking

in a balance beam, like the

into her high heels and

Janet frowned this time.

not very

asked, “I know

had been waiting to insult Janet. She immediately raised her voice and cried, “But you walk like a peasant! No man will want to dance with you at

Janet rolled her eyes.

picked up her skirt and stepped onto the balance

she regained her balance at once. She took another small step, looking

BANG!

came from

shoulders back,” Agnes said, holding a

apology. I just want

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

We are born with grace. And I thought you have a thicker skin as a soldier than the rest of us and you can handle a few minor slaps…Or was I

The girls snickered.

took a deep breath, ignored her,

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