A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 217 - Overdraft

Chapter 217: Overdraft

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You were overly influenced by my beast,” Michael said apologetically. “It’s all my fault.”

“What?” I asked, puzzled.

“It’s not a big problem. It’s just that you transformed, right?”

I nodded. Under the circumstances, the werewolf transformation was the only way I could think of to get rid of the injection.

“So, do you feel your transformation is different from before?” Michael asked.

I nodded and explained, “I feel my strength and speed have increased. I thought it was because I became a royal Lycan that it was different.”

“The increase in speed and strength is indeed the effect of becoming a royal Lycan. But other than that, do you feel anything else different?” Michael hugged me from behind. This position allowed me to lean tightly against him. His aura enveloped my body, making me feel exceptionally safe.

I recalled the scene at shift and said, “I also feel that my strength seems endless, as if it cannot be used up.”

“There will also be bloodlust and the urge to kill,” Michael said.

“Yes, how did you know?” I looked at Michael in surprise.

“Because what you said was something I’ve felt since I detected the beast in my body. I’ve been fighting against the beast in my body for many years.” Michael sighed helplessly.

“Although the golden wolf is very powerful, it also has an extremely violent temperament. You’re my mate, and with our frequent mating before, some of my beast’s habits naturally passed on to you.”

I suddenly blushed when I thought about the frequency of my previous mating with Michael.

Michael continued, “But the golden wolf’s strength is endless, so when you don’t have enough strength to support its consumption, it will endlessly overdraw your body to obtain strength. This is also the reason why it is dangerous.”

“So, I overdrew my body during the transformation, and now this is happening?”

Michael nodded. “When I was young, I often did this when I couldn’t control my power well. It became better after I grew up. I just didn’t think I would need you to use the werewolf transformation, so I didn’t tell you. Fortunately, nothing happened to you today.”

Only then did I understand why there was such a surge of power earlier. I was initially surprised that the Lycan gene was so powerful, but now it seemed that Michael’s beast was just too powerful.

“How much longer do I have to maintain this?” I leaned against Michael’s body and asked.

The situation just now, where I couldn’t move at all, was too terrifying. I seemed to have lost all my instincts as a human. If every transformation in the future had such side effects, wouldn’t I never be able to participate in a battle?

Michael thought for a moment. “This depends on the extent of your overdraft. For example, after my first werewolf transformation was completely overdrawn by the beast, I almost died. After that, it took me nearly half a year of recovery before returning to normal.”

I stared at Michael with my mouth agape. “Half a year?”

Michael smiled and kissed me on the head. “This shouldn’t take that long, but there is a way to speed up the recovery. Should we try it?”

I tilted my head to look at him and asked, “What way?”

“Mate’s scent is the best healing medicine for each other, so…” Michael winked at me.

I understood his hint. After such a tumultuous day, I wanted to hug Michael on the bed and get close to him, even if for no other reason.

I took Michael’s hand and let him touch my breasts.

Michael’s action was gentle and considerate. I moaned under his fingers, and then Michael pulled my legs apart without any resistance, and I lay on my back in Michael’s arms.

This position caused me to lose most of my center of gravity. We sat on the edge of the bed again, even though I worried I would fall with Michael. I instinctively tried to close my legs and lean into the bed, but Michael held onto my legs so tightly that I couldn’t move.

It was as if I was still a child to be carried by an adult, and for a moment, my face turned even redder.

I had forgotten how much fun Michael had been in bed.

Michael looked down at me. His eyes fixed on my heaving chest.

As he looked at me, I couldn’t help but feel the area heat up. My areolas were being played with so often that they were big and round, and my nipples dangled from them.

Michael reached out and grabbed one of my nipples, and I let out a soft moan.

I heard Michael mumble, “How did it get so big?”