A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 131 - This Is Joanna

Chapter 131: This Is Joanna!

“Would you like to come downstairs for breakfast, or do you want me to bring it up?” Michael asked.

As he said this, Michael reached out and brushed my hair away from my ear. His breath hit my face with seduction, like a caring and gentle lover.

I was shocked that I hadn’t noticed Michael’s good side before. I had been so focused on our fight that I hadn’t realized until now that there was an intoxicating experience with Michael.

Not only was Michael obnoxious and arrogant and manipulative, but if I listened to him, I would derive more pleasure from him than I ever imagined.

“I want to go down and eat,” I said to Michael with a smile.

I walked down the stairs with Michael, and as I walked down the stairs, I imagined what I had seen yesterday. A strange woman, a royal Lycan, had rushed up and hugged my mate. Then, she shamelessly caressed my mate’s chest with her hand, which was mine.

The recollection rekindled my anger, but I didn’t see the b*tch in the living room as we walked down the last step.

Michael held my hand, and I could feel his breath caressing me.

I smiled at Michael to show that I was in good shape.

But the good times were short-lived, and as Michael and I sat down to eat our omelets, Joanna and Sasha pushed the door open and entered.

They looked like they had just come back from a run. They wore similar short blazers, shorts that reached down to the base of their thighs, and a towel around their necks. They smelled like healthy hormones.

They saw us, too. Sasha went to the fridge for a soda, gulped it down, and sat on the couch casually.

Yesterday, Sasha seemed hostile to Joanna, but today, they were like sisters.

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My eyes were on Joanna, and I couldn’t hide my hostility; somehow, my wolf made me do the same. We hadn’t known each other for very long, and we’d only met yesterday, but my heart made me hate her.

It was a woman’s intuition, and my experience told me it couldn’t be wrong. The blonde in front of me was not a friendly character. She would be my enemy.

Instead, Joanna met my eyes and gave me a charming smile.

Yes, even as an enemy, I had to admit that she was sexy.

Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, but her features were still sexy. She wasn’t wearing makeup and wore plain old tracksuits, but the sweat added to her charm. She was like a living plant.

Her blond hair hung over her shoulders, her sky-blue eyes gleamed with confidence, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly as if she were trying to seduce Michael.

The tension in the room was palpable. I could feel my hair standing on end, but Joanna seemed unfazed.

She handed a towel to one of the servants and sat down as the host across from Michael and me. Her movements were natural as if the place belonged to her, and the confidence that radiated from within made me sick.

I felt the omelet, which had been delicious just a moment ago, suddenly lose its flavor.

Sasha sat down next to Joanna.

Sasha and Joanna sat on one side, and Michael and I on the other. So I was facing Sasha, and Joanna, damn it, was facing Michael.

I was wondering how I would scold her if she tried to be nice to Michael, but Joanna spoke to me first, “We met briefly yesterday but didn’t have the chance to say hello. Would either of you like to introduce me to this young lady?”

Her eyes darted between Sasha and Michael for a moment, and then, unsurprisingly, they landed on Michael.

Michael didn’t look at her. Instead, he just lowered his head and drank his coffee. I could tell Michael wasn’t happy Joanna was here, somewhat easing my anger.

“Let me introduce you. This is Cecily, Michael’s mate.”

Of course, the only person who could answer Joanna’s question was Sasha. She seemed to be the least affected person among us.

Although Joanna seemed calm and collected, I still felt she was faking it. Beneath her skin was evil intent.

Sasha looked at me again and said, “Cecily, this is Joanna. She’s... Michael’s former friend.”

I noticed Sasha’s careful wording. She thought I didn’t know about Michael and Joanna’s past relationship. She didn’t want to create any more cracks between Michael and me. I accepted her kindness.