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

Chapter 149

At the very last second before the axe landed, Janet let out a sharp cry and pulled her hands with her

full might!

The strength was enormous.

Her hands dodged the blade by less than half an inch.

The axe didn’t chop down her hands, but it pared a thin layer of skin and smashed down to the

hardwood floor with a loud thud!

“FUCK!!!”

Harper shrieked at the top of her lungs.

Failed to cut off Janet’s hands in one move pissed her off greatly.

“Are you some 1

idiots?!”

Harper cried to the soldiers.

“I fucking asked you to hold her still! STILL! Don’t you know what stills mean?!”

The soldiers exchanged a grouchy look with each other.

…You didn’t aim at the right place, my lady,” grumbled a soldier.

“What did you say?” Harper stomped the floor, “Are you saying that it is my problem?!”

Although she had risen up and become a lady again after mating with Lance, Harper could tell that

none of these soldiers and maids took her seriously.

She kept screaming at them that she was their Queen, but nobody listened.

And that made her furious.

What made her even more furious was that those soldiers and maids seemed to be completely in awe

of Janet.

They referred to Janet as “Gamma Janet” and they would bow to her in the hallway. Fuck!

Didn’t they know that Janet was just a fucking prisoner here and she was the Queen?!

She was more important than Janet!

Harper gritted her teeth and tried to pick up that axe and did it again.

But the blade cut too deep into the hardwood floor and now the axe was anchored firmly on the ground. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Harper couldn’t pull it out, no matter how hard she tried.

Lance’s voice traveled from her back, sounding slightly impatient:

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“If you can’t lift an axe, just let the soldiers do it.”

“NO…No, I can’t do it…” Harper hissed.

She kept pulling, sweating horribly, and panting roughly.

But the axe would not budge.

She could feel everyone’s gazes on her–and they were looking at her like a clown!!!

“Fuck!” Harper cursed in rage.

Just then, the door to the Counseling Hall flew open and hit the wall with a loud. bang.

Everyone jerked around, astonished.

A tall figure was standing by the wide open door.

It was Daran.

He had apparently just traveled a long way to rush back here in time. His breath was heavy, and he

was covered in hot sweat. The fabric clung to his body, outlining his muscular frame.

Despite his exhaustion, everyone could tell that he was in full rage.

His hands were clenched into fists, with veins standing out against his skin.

His eyes were ablaze with a fiery rage, narrowed and focused as if he could burn. holes through steel

with his gaze alone.

He glanced across the room and his gaze fell upon Harper and the axe in her hand, which still had

blood dripping down from the blade.

His dark gaze sent Harper to stagger back in horror.

“W–What are you doing here?”

Harper gulped, her body shaking like a leaf in the wind, “I…We thought that you were out of the city

today…”

Daran walked into the hall, his grim voice echoing across the room:

“Why? So you can take advantage of my absence and torture her?”

Each step he took made the soldiers back away further.

By the time he got to Janet’s side, the soldiers and Harper had all drawn back to behind the table.

Daran knelt and held Janet’s shoulder.

His eyes darkened with rage when he saw Janet’s bleeding hand.

“Who did this?” he asked in a strained voice.

Janet didn’t say anything.

But it was pretty obvious.

The criminal was still holding the axe.

Daran raised his head and gazed at Harper icily.

Harper couldn’t stand this kind of pressure and she blurted out, “I–I did it! But so what?! You are with us

now and Janet is your enemy! You shouldn’t have a problem with that!”

Lance stood up and backed Harper, “That is right. Daran, I have sent you plenty of beautiful women.

And they are all better than her. Why do you still care?”

Daran stared at Lance, unblinking.

“She is MY woman. No one can touch her besides me. I made this clear to you already, Lance. Yet you

went behind my back.”

Lance frowned, looking a bit anxious.

“But–But you broke up, didn’t you….” Harper stuttered. “She is not your woman anymore…You have

someone better already…”

Daran silenced her with one cold look.

“One more word and I will pluck your tongue out,” he hissed.

Harper shivered.

She knew that Daran was capable of doing that.

And if he did that, nobody here could save her, not even Lance.

Daran turned to Lance again and said in a sullen voice, “So? How do you plan to make this up?”

Lance lapsed into an awkward silence.

After a long pause, he forced out a simper, “Look, Daran, I am sorry that I didn’t check with you first.

But Janet did kill many of my soldiers. If I don’t punish her, it might be hard for the other soldiers to

accept—”

“That is your problem, not mine.” Daran cut him off.

Lance bit his lips, looking humiliated.

“Fine. Then what do you propose?” he gritted.

Daran replied right away, “Your woman wanted to cut off Janet’s hands. Then I am cutting off hers.”

“NO!!!”

Harper screamed.

She swayed on her spot and quickly held onto a chair to regain her balance.

Then she cried, “I–I did want to…but I didn’t go through with it, did I! You can’t punish me for that! You

can’t! And I am the Queen. I–I-”

She jerked around to look at Lance.

“My King!” she shrieked, “Help me! Don’t let this monster do this. Please…I beg of you!!!”

“SILENCE!” Lance rubbed his temple, looking vexed.

Harper’s shrill voice was giving him a headache.

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“Don’t shout like a crazy woman. It is disgraceful.” Lance said with a frown, “And Harper, you did go too

far with this. You shouldn’t harm Gamma Janet like that.”

Harper widened her eyes in shock.

Lance clearly told her that she could torture Janet however she wanted today.

Was he throwing her under the bus now?

She muttered, “B… But my King… You said it yourself that…”

“Quiet. I know what I said!” Lance snapped grumpily.

Daran let out a cold snort.

Just when he was about to scold Lance again, Janet gave a gentle tug at Daran’s sleeve.

“I have a thought,” she said weakly, her face still pale due to the blood loss.

Daran immediately bent down to hold her hand, “Yes?”

Janet narrowed her eyes at Harper.

She knew that Lance would never allow them to chop off Harper’s hand.

It was going to be a meaningless argument.

But she had an even better idea to make Harper pay.

Janet raised her voice so that everyone in the room could hear:

“I want her to apologize to me. On her knees.”

Hearing her say that Lance let out a long sigh of relief and answered right away, “Of course, that can

be done.”

“NO!” Harper cried with rounded eyes, mortified.

A cold smile appeared on Janet’s lips.

She knew it.

The thing that Harper cared about even more than her appearance was her self–esteem.

And she was going to take a hit on that.

There were shameful tears circling in Harper’s eyes.

“B… But my reputation…I am your Queen! How can I kneel and apologize to a criminal…” she cried.

Harper breathed heavily, struggling internally.

After a long while, Daran hissed, “We don’t have all day. Or maybe you prefer the

first option.”

Seeing that Daran had lost his patience, Lance clicked his tongue and urged:

“What are you still waiting for? Do you need me to come over and press down on your neck?”