A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 120 - The True Purpose

Chapter 120: The True Purpose

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Kate says I’m unnecessarily kind, but I know I’m not. I’m doing this for myself because I can be weak sometimes, and if Robert goes to werewolf court because of me and is found guilty, I’ll have a hard time getting rid of the guilt, and I know my heart will suffer because of it, and I can’t change my heart. So just do it for me. Please, Michael?”

Michael heard me and turned around again. He looked into my eyes and said, “He almost destroyed you. I have already let him go once because of you, and you want me to plead for him now? Plead for a b*stard who almost took away my mate! I want to kill him right now!”

“I know,” I said with some frustration. “I don’t act like a werewolf. But you never knew me before college. I was just an ordinary and unknown girl. I didn’t want to hurt anyone.”

I met Michael’s eyes. His pupils reflected my reflection. He was examining me.

I reached out and hugged Michael’s neck, absorbing his warmth from the skin-to-skin contact. Michael’s expression softened and then turned into a helpless sigh.

“Alright, I’ll think of a way for you.”

“I knew you were the best.” So I took the initiative to kiss Michael.

Michael’s body stiffened for a moment. Then, he hugged me back with both hands and fiercely kissed me. Michael’s warm lips covered mine, and I felt a sense of relief in the kiss.

If Robert had been exiled or gone to the end of his life, the guilt would have been felt throughout my life, and it was great that Michael was willing to help me with this.

Before I knew it, I felt Michael’s hand brush against my ass again.

Before I could react, I found myself being pressed down on the bed again. I was now lying on my back.

“Hey... wait, what are you doing now?” I exclaimed.

However, Michael’s kiss had already caught up with me. He covered my mouth with one hand. I could only make a stuttering sound. Michael straddled my waist and looked down at my face. His eyes revealed a condescending look.

......

Michael asked, “What you said just now was the real purpose you seduced me tonight, wasn’t it?”

My eyes widened, and the whimpering from my mouth subsided.

Michael’s lips curled into a slight smile. “I told you your tricks were bad.”

I tried to express my displeasure with my eyes, but Michael kissed me inch by inch, from my chin to my neck, sucking on my throat and then down to my chest. The tip of Michael’s tongue moved slowly against my skin, leaving clear trails of moisture that were suggestive.

I saw Michael’s head buried in my chest when I looked down. I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel his breathing. His hot breath splattered on the tips of my delicate breasts, stinging the sensitive nip until it was swollen and stiff, rising from the areola and radiating a strange numbness from the nipple.

He had gone too far.

“Michael... Uhh...” I pleaded

My body jerked, and I felt my nipples being sucked into his hot mouth hard.

A sour electric current was about to flow from the nipple to my body. I let out an uncontrollable gasp and clamped my legs together in a panic, but I still felt embarrassed that the area between my legs was starting to heat up shamelessly again, oozing wet, sticky fluid.

No, I couldn’t do it anymore today.

I reluctantly gathered my wits and pushed Michael away from my chest.

Michael looked up at me with those charming, dark brown eyes that seemed to go straight to the softest part of my heart, and I almost gave in to him again.

It was as if whenever I was with Michael, the air was filled with endless hormones, and we always wanted to have sex.

Fortunately, Michael let go of me. He leaned lazily against the headboard, but his eyes were still fixed on my body. I grabbed a blanket to cover our naked bodies. This would at least avoid more visual stimulation and prevent me from jumping onto Michael’s body.

“It seems that you are ready.” Michael looked at me and let out a regretful sigh.

“Ready for what?” I asked, confused.

“Ready to be a Lycan, ready to accept my mark, and ready to be my princess.”

Michael crossed his arms in front of his chest and made a more comfortable position for himself.

The corners of Michael’s mouth curled into an evil smile as he said, “It’s not a waste of my hard work these past few days. I’ve finally made you into what you are now.”

He raised an eyebrow at me and said, “Haven’t you noticed that our connection to each other is getting stronger and stronger and that it’s getting easier for you to accept me?”