Chapter 157


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


    in this pce.


    Her room was extremelyvish, 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 J came in


    through the door, Harper was standing before a full–length mirror, fitting for the uing 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 asion.


    “Daran, youe!”


    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?!


    J 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?


    J was stunned by the irony behind this.


    Daran epted that title calmly, “Why do you ask me toe?”


    “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 J deeply.


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


    Then he turned back to J.


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


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


    Lance burst outughing, “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,undry, 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.”


    J said nothing and replied with a hostile re.


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


    “J! Come to me.”


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


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


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


    just right.


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


    identally 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


    ident…”


    An ident?! 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 rece 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 recing 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.


    J saw all that and clenched her fists.


    This was ssic Harper.


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


    The designer was weeping.


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


    Harper paused.


    Then she slowly directed her gaze at J.


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


    “I said there is no need to flog this poor girl,” J 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


    J? Do you think that you can get everyone to like you by shing 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 J, “Look at me. How do I look?”


    J snorted and looked away, revolted.


    “You are jealous!” Harperughed, “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?”


    J 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 andined 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.”


    J’s lips slightly quivered.


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


    have be the


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


    J’s body started to shake.


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    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?”


    J 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 impably crafted, the sleek lines and sharp angles entuating his strong jawline


    and broad shoulders.


    The color of the fabric, a deep jade,plemented his eye color perfectly, and the subtle sheen of


    the material caught the light in a way that made him look even more dashing.


    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 J.


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


    J cast a cold look at Harper.


    “N–Nothing!”


    Harper stuttered in panic, afraid that Daran might find out about how she tried to provoke J,


    “God! Daran, you look really nice. No wonder all the girls in this pce are all crazy about you.”


    Daran frowned.


    “That is right,” Lance crossed his arms and echoed. “I have heard many maids. talking about you,


    Daran. I know that these lowly maids are not good enough for someone in your status. But they are


    good enough to have some casual fun with.”


    …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.