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

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

A deathly silence fell upon them.

The ladies stood perfectly still, holding their breaths.

Nobody dared to move an inch.

“No?” Janet chuckled icily, “That is what I think.”

The guards outside of the door heard Kalinda’s cry for help and came rushing in.

“Is there anything wrong, my lady? We heard screaming,” asked the guard.

Agnes swallowed, “We…”

Janet spoke up before she did, “I was simply doing a little show to entertain the ladies. Nothing to worry about. Right, Lady Agnes?”

She gave Agnes a warning look.

“Yes… Yes, that is right.” Agnes confirmed with a pale face. “We were just having fun.‘

The guards nodded and exited the room.

“Look”

Janet turned to face the horrified crowd, “I might be an ill–mannered person, but not an unreasonable one. I can keep things civil as long as you promise not to mess with me on purpose. Can you at least give me that?”

“We didn’t mess with you on purpose…” Kalinda murmured in an indignant voice.

“Oh? Then it is my wooden stick on the floor?” Janet said icily.

The girls bit their lips in silence.

They exchanged looks of uneasiness with one another.

A faint voice came from the crowd at this very moment:

“…I…I think what you did is pretty cool.”

Janet looked over and found a petite girl standing at the back of the crowd.

She flinched when she met with Janet’s eyes but plucked her courage and continued

anyway:

“Y–You must be pretty good at darts and game of quoit.”

Janet smiled, “I wouldn’t say I am a pro, but not too bad either.”

A pink tinge appeared on that girl’s pale cheek as she stuttered, “My name is Annie, from the House of Light. And I…I want to be good at those games too. There is a Carnival each year in the village. But I can never get the first prize in darting and quoiting games…”

“Well.”

Janet shrugged, “If you like, I can teach you sometimes.”

“Really?” Annie gasped.

“Yeah, why not? I have ample time on my hands now.”

Annic beamed.

couple of other

caused by

shoot?” asked a ginger–haired girl

girl groaned. “I want my brother to teach me, but he said that it was a very un–lady

about that,” Agnes

quieted down at

the girls looked at Agnes’s

is the strongest species in the

loud, freezing voice, “Thanks

and soldiers, ladies like us would never have

“Leaning how

bit her lips with

she didn’t dare

fighting are

all due respect, Janet, you know very little about the Lycans. Maybe

Janet looked at her.

tell that Agnes was

Agnes considered herself the leader of this small group, yet

am tired.” Janet said, raising an eyebrow,

“Alright. Tomorrow then, at the same

a simple nod to

closed behind her back, she heard Kalinda and Issa scolding the “traitors” within the

to keep things

the lady’s training

little gang were not looking, Annie would

teach her shooting

and it was soon the date of the Spring

around 7 o’clock around duck, Janet stepped into the garden

dangled from the branches of trees, making this whole place

a sweet fragrance to the

hues of the setting sun,

is truly something” Janet

is the most important social event of the you. All girls look

dressed guests were lined up by a winding pathway leading into the garden Servants were busy checking each of their coats

was almost their turn, she

and looked over and saw a maid in the corner, trying to carry a barred of bee

maid tried a couple of times and couldn’t get it off the ground. A desperate

“What poor girl”

definitely get punished by the head

stared at that

coat and banded it to Annie, “Can you check in my coat

picked up her skirt and walked

need a

jerked around, a fook of utter

the barrel. Where do you want this?”

her voice shaking in fear, “Miss..Lady…I–I can’t bother you

“I honestly don’t mind.”

arms around the barrel and carried it

was astonished by her strength and gasped, “T–This way…Thank you so

a narrow path and hurried

grand gazebo decorated with cascading roses and ivy stood as

and delicate ribbons adorned the structure, dancing in the warm breeze and the soft melody of a distant

rounded the gazebo, with candles and blooming

steered Janet across the