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,

brightly at the camera.

did he die?” Janet asked

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

is alright. I don’t mind.” Agnes shook her

food poisoning. A borrible tragedy. He

Yes, the King and I grew up together.

between us. I swear,

at her,

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

but found that odd. And a

more that she had

begin your training?” Agnes

the locket back

not a good time to dig too deep into

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

them by

off

at the dining table. Avoid slouching or leaning

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

to stay in that posture

Janet, waiting to taunt her when

10 minutes, 20 minutes, and then 30

held her posture elegantly, without

The girls were disappointed.

found

any lady’s training before?”

I have had military training. I can stay in the

more than a day

girls‘ faces

all knew that Janet was

had never held a sword in their entire lives, let alone getting blood on their hands. Unlike

is great.

already mastered dining

up and lined

how an upper–class Lycan lady walked.

measured and graceful gait. Head held high,

part was walking in a perfectly

in a balance beam, like the one used in

change into her high heels and walked from

Janet frowned this time.

very good with high

really necessary?” she asked, “I know

voice and cried, “But you walk like a peasant! No man will want to dance

Janet rolled her eyes.

and stepped onto the balance

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

BANG!

pain came from

back,” Agnes said, holding a wooden stick. Janet glared at her,

blinked, innocently, “My apology. I just want to

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

we are Lycans. 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

The girls snickered.

a deep breath, ignored