A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 282 Kate’s Message

I leaned against the glass window, my whole body trembling as I felt the swollen shaft reentering my empty body.

My vision was blurred as my body heated up. I could hear Michael’s calm voice.

“I love you too.”

I trembled and wanted to turn around to see his expression.

But Michael had already grabbed my waist and started moving. The thing at his crotch was hard and hot, like a fire pestle repeatedly rubbing against my sensitive zone. Pleasure rushed to the top of my head like a rapid electric current from the point of intersection. I shivered violently as my waist went soft from the grip. All I could do was bite my lips and groan.

Slowly, I forgot what I wanted to say.

I was pushed against the glass window, and sweat and tears blurred my vision.

When I looked out of the window again, everything Michael had prepared for me had turned into a brilliant light and shadow, accompanied by the ethereal music that was sometimes there and sometimes not. The scenery was beautiful, like a charming dream.

In my dizziness, only the joy and throbbing in my heart were so clear.

“Michael… Michael…” I sobbed as I called out Michael’s name. Countless surging emotions seemed to be stuck in my body, and expressing them with words, or actions was difficult.

I tried my best to look back at Michael’s face and convey the infinite love in my heart to him.

But before I could say anything, my nose and mouth felt hot, and Michael raised his hand to cover it.

Hmm, why wouldn’t you let me speak?

My eyes widened, only to be met with Michael’s deep eyes.

The moment our eyes met, I suddenly lost my voice. I watched as Michael came over and kissed the corner of my eye. “Cecily, focus.”

Michael’s voice was low and hoarse, and there was a faint smile in it. My heart trembled, and I instantly understood. I didn’t need to say anything. Michael already knew my heart.

We made love in various parts of the room until the next day.

The next morning, while eating breakfast with Michael, I remembered Kate and Alex, whom I had left behind yesterday.

I hurriedly called someone over to ask where they were going, only to find out they had already left yesterday evening. I thought about how I had left Kate so irresponsibly yesterday and felt guilty.

However, someone handed me a message that Kate left behind. The contents of the letter were as follows:

“My dear Cecily,

It was a pleasure to meet you. It was a pleasure chatting with you today. I think Alex and I need more time to get used to each other. Some of our previous problems have been solved, and I believe our future will improve.

Don’t worry about me. I’m having a good time at the Ancient Wood Pack.

When you have time, you and his Highness are welcome to come and chill with me.

I love you, Kate.”

The words used at the beginning of the letter were very light, completely different from the state she was in when she first saw me yesterday.

I also asked around to see how Kate and Alex looked when they left. After confirming that she wasn’t forcefully brought back by Alex, I finally felt a little more at ease.

Michael, who was at the side, stabbed his omelet with a fork and disapprovingly told me, “You don’t have to worry about your friend. She’s with her mate and will be fine. That Alpha won’t hurt his mate. No alpha would do that except for that b*stard who rejected you before.”

I smiled at Michael in embarrassment.

Men always understand men better than women. Michael had been in contact with Alex before, and I believe in Michael’s judgment of him. I hoped that Kate could find her happiness too.

“What’s your schedule like today?” I asked Michael.

Michael pondered for a moment before saying, “Today, the court will be holding an early trial for the trafficking of the she-wolves. I’m going to go to court to see what happens. Do you want to go with me?”

“Why is there an early judgment? You’ve never told me about this before,” I asked, puzzled.

“It’s usually like this. For larger cases, the most severe crimes will be placed at the end of the trial process, and those minor characters whose crimes are clear and insignificant will be sentenced one after another in the early stages. Otherwise, it’s too much pressure on the court if they are all squeezed on the same day,” Michael explained.

“In that case, it won’t be long before Joanna’s trial.” When I mentioned Joanna’s name, my heart couldn’t help but twitch. More than anyone else, I wanted to see Joanna receive the punishment she deserved. She couldn’t get away with it.

Michael nodded. “Courtney’s investigation is almost complete. She even sent a message two days ago saying she would be back soon. She would probably be here to listen to the trial process.”

“I’ll go with you,” I said.