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

Chapter 157

Daran took Janet to Harper’s suite, which was the very first time Janet stepped into Harper’s room in

this palace.

Her room was extremely lavish, decorated with delicate tapestries and expensive ornaments. The tea

set was made of pure gold and the carpet was made by one hundred percent cashmere.

This room was even fancier than the room that Harper had back in Riverside Pack. Harper was really

doing everything she could to show off her wealth and power. When Daran and Janet came in through

the door, Harper was standing before a full–length mirror, fitting for the upcoming Crowning Ceremony.

The room buzzed with the chatter of maids and designers, all desperate to please the

new queen and make her look absolutely the best for the occasion.

“Daran, you come!”

Lance beamed and stood from the sofa. He was flipping through a jewelry brochure, looking very

bored, before they walked in.

“My best man!” Lance said fondly to Daran.

What the fuck…best man?!

Janet snapped her head towards Daran, rounding her eyes in disbelief.

Daran agreed to be Lance’s best man.

A respected Alpha as the Rogue King’s best man?

Janet was stunned by the irony behind this.

Daran accepted that title calmly, “Why do you ask me to come?”

“Well, since you are my best man, I think you should also do a fitting. We have the Grace Ruin’s best

designer in this room. They are probably not as good as the people in your pack, but they will do. Go

on to the next room and have them measure you.”

Daran nodded.

He walked away for a few steps and then paused looking beyond his shoulder. “Stay here,” he said to

Janet deeply.

Lance smiled and looked at Daran’s back as he walked into the next room.

Then he turned back to Janet.

“How is the maid life suiting you, Janet?” he asked with a snide smile.

“Not so good,” Janet said icily. “I prefer my life as a Gamma.”

Lance burst out laughing, “Well! I am sorry to hear that, but that is not going to happen. You are a maid

now. Try to enjoy all the cleaning, laundry, and house chores. You may fall in love with all those

eventually. If you behave, I will marry you to a rogue butcher or peasant and let you build a life here.”

Janet said nothing and replied with a hostile glare.

Just then, Harper called out to her from the mirror:

“Janet! Come to me.”

Lance gave a nudge on her shoulder, “Go on. The queen is asking for you.” Janet dragged her steps

and slowly walked towards the full–length mirror. Harper was dressed in a flowing gown of delicate lace

and shimmering silk. Her maids fussed over here, making sure that every detail was just right.

When Janet came close, a designer was adjusting the waistline with a couple of pins. She accidentally

pricked Harper with one of the pins.

“Ouch!”

Harper cried loudly and jumped up, “You pricked me, you idiot!”

The designer immediately fell on her knees, shivering in fear, “M–My apology my Queen…it is an

accident…”

An accident?! I don’t think so!”

Harper pointed a finger at the designer and snarled, “I think you did it on purpose! There are a lot of

bitches like you who think that they can hurt me and replace me as Queen themselves. I am telling you

now–it is not going to happen!”

“No, my queen!” The designer cried desperately, “I have never thought about replacing you…I was just

doing my job!”

Harper spat at her face, “Shameless liar. Guards! Drag her out and flog her!”

The guards jumped at the designer and yanked her up from the floor.

Janet saw all that and clenched her fists.

This was classic Harper.

Always eager to torment her servants and maids to prove her superiority.

The designer was weeping.

Janet couldn’t help but say, “There is no need for that.”

Harper paused.

Then she slowly directed her gaze at Janet. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“What did you just say?” she stared at Janet, gritting.

“I said there is no need to flog this poor girl,” Janet looked back at her defiantly. “She made a small

mistake. Be a good master and forgive her.”

“Forgive her?”

Harper started to giggle, a malicious gleam in her eyes, “Are you trying to act like a saint now Janet?

Do you think that you can get everyone to like you by flashing those big, innocent eyes? It is not going

to work, bitch! I am the queen. And you are a maid! You don’t get to teach me what to do!”

Harper waved her hand and hissed at the guards, “Take her away!

The guards dragged that designer and took her out of the room.

Harper finally looked pleased.

She opened her arms and showed off her fancy gown to Janet, “Look at me. How do I look?”

Janet snorted and looked away, revolted.

“You are jealous!” Harper laughed, “Well, you have a reason to be. You never had a big, crowning

ceremony, right? Daran didn’t give you shit. Because he doesn’t like you. Not even a bit. Oh, your

wedding night, do you know what he did?”

Janet held her breath.

Daran was not with her on that night.

Harper giggled and leaned in, whispering into her ears:

“Daran was in my room on our wedding night. He was drunk and complained to me what a horrible

mate the moon goddess had blessed him with. He even said that…if he had a choice…he would rather

have me as his mate.”

Janet’s lips slightly quivered.

“That is right!” Harper beamed, “Nobody likes you! You are an unwanted, sad little bitch. Even if you

have become the

Gamma and Blood Moon Pack’s princess, he could still toss you aside in the snap of a finger!”

Janet’s body started to shake.

Her wolf was growling furiously inside of her..

Harper was provoking her on purpose, making her do something stupid in front of everyone so that

Harper could punish her.

She shouldn’t fall for that trap.

But it was so hard to control her temper and she just wanted to punch Harper’s face right now-

“What are you talking?”

Janet jerked around and saw Daran standing by the door.

He was looking at the two of them with narrowed eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the room. Everyone froze in their actions and. stared at him,

unblinkingly.

Daran looked so hot in his freshly tailored suit.

The suite was impeccably crafted, the sleek lines and sharp angles accentuating his strong jawline and

broad shoulders.

The maids began to blush.

They were not supposed to look at the masters directly.

But he was impossible to look away from.

Daran ignored all other maid’s gazes and looked straight at Janet.

“What were you talking about?” he pursued, “Why do you look mad?”

Janet cast a cold look at Harper.

“N–Nothing!”

Daran frowned.

…What is your point?” Daran asked coldly.

Lance shrugged with an idle smile, “There are many pretty girls here in this room. Come on. Pick one.

Or two. I will have them bathed and sent to your bed tonight.”

The maids held their breath and exchanged excited looks with each other.

They were all very fond of Daran.

His gorgeous appearance, his mighty aura, his masculinity…

He was every girl’s dream.

So who got to be the lucky one tonight and spent the night with him?

Their heart rate quickened just thinking about the way this handsome man fucked in

bed.

He must be a wild beast.