A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 140: Grumpiness

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You said I’m troublesome,” I grumbled with lobster in my mouth. “You forget what you did to me in the beginning,” I muttered. “You didn’t allow me to go to school and locked me up in your house like I was your prisoner.”

Although I loved Michael now, I still did not like how he initially treated me.

But on this point, nothing had changed. I still stayed at Michael’s place without going to school or socializing, like a pet he kept at home.

After Michael heard my complaint, the corners of his mouth turned into a playful smile. “Do you really want to settle old scores with me? Don’t forget what you did after I gave you my trust, sneaking away twice.”

Michael held up two fingers in front of me, shook them, and said, “The second time, you almost died in the forest. I thought you needed the protection I gave you, little wolf.”

“Is that my fault?” I yelled at Michael. “I wouldn’t have done what I did if you hadn’t done it the wrong way in the first place. I never had a choice. I had to obey you. I’m not a child who needs a parent. I’m an adult. You can’t make any decisions about me without my permission. Anything!”

I knew I shouldn’t make a scene in such a beautiful setting, but a sudden emotion took hold of me. I felt like Michael was accusing and insulting me, but I was not the wrong one. A fire seemed to run through my blood and boil within.

The smile on Michael’s face disappeared. He stared at me for a moment. No one spoke.

Even the piano stopped because of my loud voice. Finally, there was only the sound of waves.

I sat there, pursing my lips. I didn’t want to be the one to apologize, but everyone’s eyes fell on me again. It was like another kind of silent accusation. It made me feel embarrassed.

The silence between us lasted for a long time. Then, finally, Michael was the first to shift his gaze away.

He sighed lightly and raised his glass to give me some more alcohol. This was a signal that he was going to give in. I stared into his eyes, hoping that he would say something.

“Alright, you’re right.” Michael’s voice was inaudible, but I heard it.

I might have stopped when things were going well if it was the usual me. But today, my emotions were in control. I demanded, “What did you say just now? I didn’t hear it.”

“Nothing,” Michael denied.

“No, I heard you. Say it louder for me to hear,” I said.

“Since you heard it, why do you want me to repeat it?” Michael’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

The previous concession was his bottom line. My step-by-step pressure made him start to use his instincts to counterattack.

“I won’t repeat it,” Michael said in a low voice. “I’m not willing to refute you, but it doesn’t mean that everything you said is right. Little Wolf, I’m willing to respect your choice, but don’t go too far.”

“I’m going too far?” Michael’s words completely ignited my emotions.

A ball of heat seemed to erupt from my blood, and I felt my entire body heating up. This feeling differed from the urge to tear each other apart when facing Joanna. Instead, it was a pure irritation.

The setting sun that was beautiful just a moment ago seemed to have turned into a sea of flames. I felt that even it was provoking me. Why hadn’t the sun set? Why hadn’t the moon rise?

Why did everything around me seem so unpleasant? Why was Michael frowning? Was he not satisfied with me being his mate? Who was the mate he was looking for? Was it Joanna?

“Cecily, can we not dwell on these questions? You are my mate. I have you. I have the right to do anything to you. Our future will be together. Do you have to argue with me on this?” Michael said.

“This is my life. I am myself!” I shouted at Michael, “Everything you said is wrong. It is b*llshit! You arrogant, Wolf Prince! You are a b*stard. Your actions are stupid.”

I completely lost control of my emotions. I didn’t even know what had happened to me for a moment.

“Cecily!” Michael shouted.

His expression became ferocious. A dignified aura rose from his body. I seemed to see a thin layer of golden mist enveloping his body. I saw the figure of a wild beast on Michael’s body.

The vocal band, playing on the other side, took a few steps back. They felt the terror on Michael’s body and instinctively chose to retreat.

I also felt fear. It was a genetic submission to an Alpha.

I saw Michael stand up from his chair and walk toward me.

I looked at his moving feet and felt my body stiffen. Michael was going to do something to me. I had just shouted at him in front of so many people. Would he beat me up?