Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna (Janet and Daran)

Chapter 245

Love?

Janet let out a cold sneer internally.

What Westin said about love was ridiculous.

He didn’t love her. He was just possessive of her. And there was a difference between

the two.

Westin buried his head down to her neck and murmured hoarsely, “Please tell me

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“…Don’t poison anyone,” she said dryly.

Westin was stunned for a short moment and then he burst out laughing.

“Well, I can’t promise that.”

He picked up a lock of her hair and wrapped it around his index finger, playing with

1. it.

“There is a certain person that I really want dead,” he said with a cold smile. Daran.

Her heart ached at the thought of him.

She wondered what he was doing right now and whether he had already left the mountains already.

“I am beginning to understand Agnes,” Westin let out a sigh. “Jealousy…it can make people do crazy things.”

Janet snapped her head up and looked straight into his eyes, “Do not touch him. And don’t you dare hurt my people!”

“You are the Queen of Lycans now. Lycans are your people,” he reminded her coolly. She ignored his warning and repeated, “Don’t touch them. Give me your word now!” His eyes became even colder, “It makes me mad seeing how much you still care for him-”

“Westin!”

He twisted his lips into a faint, taunting smile, “But I won’t let that bother me. You are going to be mine soon. My mate, my queen, my wife, and the mother of my child. This fight between me and Daran…I am the ultimate winner.”

She didn’t want to respond to that at all, “Are you done here?”

“The mating ceremony is two weeks from now. I have a couple of party planners. working on it. And our best tailors are making your wedding gown. Do you have any special requirements?”

“No. Whatever you like,” she said exhaustedly.

He sighed, “You can’t even be bothered to pretend to be interested in our wedding.” He was right.

She was not interested.

She just wanted to get this drama over with.

“Janet…” he murmured her name in a husky voice. “Will there be a day when you respond to my feelings? Or will that day never come?”

“You can wait and see.”

With that said, she detached herself from his arms and curtseyed to him.

Avoiding his intense gaze on purpose, she turned on her heels and marched out of the dining hall.

That day would never come.

She added internally.

Because she was a very vindictive person, and she would never forgive Westin for abducting her and taking her away from her loved ones.

The only person she had ever forgiven was Daran.

She wouldn’t give anyone else a second chance, not even Westin.

Maids and servants were busy cleaning the castle, arranging guest rooms for the coming guests, and getting the venue ready for the mating ceremony.

The venue was located at the summit of the mountain.

Since they were having a sunset wedding, the entire venue would be bathed in glamorous sunset glows with the view of the distant snow–covered peaks, forest, and the entire basin.

Belle went to check out the venue and reported back to Janet, saying that it was the most beautiful wedding venue she had ever seen.

She was excited and giggling like a high school girl.

Yet Janet couldn’t share her excitement.

She was down in the dumps.

The more effort Westin put into this, the more often she was reminded how unwilling she was to marry him.

So she hid in her room, refused to talk to any maids or party planners, counting the days till the ceremony.

3 days before the big event, Janet was dragged out of her room by Belle to do a fitting of her wedding gown.

“Can you try to be more involved in this?” Belle said in a complaining tone. “You are acting as though it was somebody else’s wedding and not yours! Even Westin was more devoted than you. I once caught him in his study after midnight, picking tablecloths for the dinner party after the ceremony…Do you know what tablecloth you are going to have for your party?”

“Satin?” Janet guessed absentmindedly.

“No!” Belle cried, looking infuriated. “Lien! You are having a lien tablecloth? Why would you guess satin? Satin does not go with the outdoor setting!”

Janet let out a sigh, “Sorry. Lien is great. I like lien.”

Belle looked very disappointed, “You don’t even have a preference. But at today’s fitting, I want you to give me your undivided attention! You have to give at least 5–no–6 ideas of how we adjust your gown!”

Janet sighed.

…It was going to be a long day.” Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

They arrived at the fitting room and the maids opened the door for them.

Everyone in the room stood up and curtseyed to them upon their arrival.

“Queen Janet,” they said in unison.

Janet’s eyes flickered to a girl in the back of the crowd.

Annie.

She hadn’t seen her since Annie lied about that beer on the day of the Spring Ball.

And not just Annie, Kalinda, Issa, and all the girls from Agnes’s former gang were

here.

“What are they doing here?” Janet turned to Belle with a frown, “I thought this is just a simple fitting.”

Belle rubbed her nose, looking embarrassed, “They are your bridesmaids. I thought you should at least meet with them before the ceremony…Please don’t be mad!”

Janet turned back to the crowd.

“You can all leave,” she said nonchalantly. “I don’t need any bridesmaids.”

The girls exchanged awkward looks with each other.

Kalinda shifted her body, looking nervous.

“It is not up to you,” Issa from the House of Dark said in an icy voice. “The Queen’s bridesmaids are the most prestigious ladies from the 3 houses. It is part of our tradition.”

Janet narrowed her eyes, “Your King is marrying a werewolf Queen. So I say that we can kiss tradition goodbye.”

Issa looked indignant. The rest of the girls kept their mouths shut.

There was a moment of awkward silence.

Just then, a cry broke out in the room.

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Annie pushed through the crowd and threw herself at Janet’s feet, sobbing loudly, “My My Queen…I know that you don’t want us as your bridesmaids because I lied…I betrayed you once…

Janet gave a long sigh, “It really has nothing to do with you.”

Yet Annie kept on wailing, “But I didn’t mean it! A–Agnes forced me to! She planted

that maid at the Spring Ball’s entrance and told me to lie about it…I didn’t have a choice…”

“Me neither!” Kalinda added hastily, “We are all…fooled by Agnes! Who would have known that she was a mate killer? Queen Janet, please forgive us!”

Janet frowned again.

She really didn’t care what these girls think of her.

They liked her? Great.

They didn’t like her? She was fine with that too.

Her biggest enemy was Agnes and Agnes was gone now. Her former gang didn’t pose any threats anymore.

Janet wanted to tell Annie to rise.

Yet Issa let out a loud snort before she could say anything.

…What a bunch of weak puss!” she snapped.

The girls gasped at her foul choice of language.

Belle clenched her fists, her face red with anger, “What did you just say?!”

“I said–WEAK PUSS.”

Issa crossed her arms and twisted her lips, “It is sad enough that our King has to marry a lowborn werewolf, and now you are bending your back to her? Agnes might be a killer, but at least she has a spine.”

“You—You are an egomaniac!” Belle cried, “If you have such a huge problem with this, why bother showing up today?”

Issa rolled her eyes, “Please. If my House hadn’t made me, I would never have. come.”

Belle stomped the floor angrily, running out of cursing words to say, “You–You-” “Get out of this room,” Janet said icily.

Issa rounded her eyes, stuttering, “…What did you say?”

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“Oh, was my language too elegant for you to understand?” Janet raised an eyebrow, “Or should I say…Fuck off?”

Issa’s cheeks seemed to be on fire.

“You can’t ask me to leave! I represent the House of Dark-” she cried.

“Then the House of Dark can have a word with me. But right now, I want you out of my sight,” Janet chuckled lightly.

She had no interest in playing these silly girls‘ mind games.

Her time was too valuable to be wasted on Issa.

Right at this very moment, the door to the fitting room was wrenched up and a freezing voice came from her back:

“-Who wants my daughter gone?”

“MOM!” Issa gasped.

Janet turned around and was face–to–face with a tall, middle–aged woman..

She stood at an imposing height. Sharp hazel eyes, high cheekbones, and a firm jawline.

Silver streaks thread through her once chestnut hair, pulled into a severe bun, underscoring her no– nonsense demeanor.

The woman glanced around the room and let out a cold chuckle, “One lady knelt on the floor and another lady insulted…Queen Janet, aren’t you nice to your subjects or what?”

Janet narrowed her eyes….Who the hell was she?

Belle leaned in and whispered into her ears, “That is Elder Medline, from the House of Dark, Issa’s mom…and-”

She paused, and then added in an awe–stricken voice, “-Westin’s godmother.”