A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 204: The Two-pronged Attack

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Normal people didn’t hide their scent unless they were doing something they didn’t want anyone to know about.

I immediately became alert and mentally assessed the situation.

We were now in a hotel on the top floor. There was no one on this floor but Michael and me. If he wanted to do something to me, no one would help me at first instance.

However, there were stairs outside. There must be other people living in the hotel. As long as I ran down to call for help, he wouldn’t be able to do anything to me.

I watched as the butler walked to the dining table and put down the tray. I cautiously kept a certain distance from him.

“Alright, you can leave it here,” I said.

“Ma’am, don’t you want to see your breakfast?” he smiled and said politely.

“Just leave it there,” I insisted.

At this point, the uneasiness in my heart was getting stronger. I was almost sure that he was up to no good. I wanted to get him out of my room as I prayed to the Moon Goddess that it would work.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He was still very polite, but I was horrified that he didn’t walk toward the door but me instead.

I realized something was wrong, so I immediately turned around and ran toward the bedroom, trying to close the door to block him out.

Then, another hand appeared on the bedroom door before me. I regretted not closing the door immediately when the butler entered the room. I did not even know when this person had snuck into the room.

Two people approached me at the same time. I looked around in despair, trying to find a third way out.

I still had the door!

I had left it open, and I could have run out, barricaded them briefly in the room, and then run down the stairs for help.

I moved quickly, but it was too late, and as soon as I touched the door, a pair of large, rough hands grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed the only door I had left open.

I had transformed into the royal Lycan, but my strength was insignificant to the two male werewolves.

I was stronger than the average werewolf, even comparable to some pack Beta fighters, but I was at a disadvantage against two giant werewolves.

I struggled in the other’s hands. He locked his arm around my neck from behind. I tried to hit him in the stomach with my elbow. My counterattack was effective. I heard him groan in pain.

Then, I heard him yell at the fake butler, “Come and help!”

The waiter stepped forward and tried to grab my leg to control my movements. I kicked him hard. The waiter could only step back.

“Trash!” The person who grabbed me cursed. He dragged me to the table and ordered the butler, “Take out what you prepared for her.”

When I heard this, my resistance became even more intense.

The things they prepared for me were not good. I wanted to change into my wolf form. Mia would be better at dealing with the current situation. Her wolf form would also make it difficult for them to control me.

Usually, the werewolf shift required a certain amount of time and space. It also required me to concentrate and stimulate the energy in my body to my limbs. If the process didn’t go smoothly, it was very likely that part of the werewolf transformation would be difficult to recover.

But at this point, I could only take the risk.

I roared and elbowed backward again, allowing the other party’s hand to leave my neck slightly, giving my transformation a certain amount of space. Then, I concentrated my strength to let Mia take over my body.

“Hurry up. If we let her shift, we’ll be finished!” the person grabbing me said with difficulty.

The fake butler quickly picked up a needle from the tray and stabbed it into my neck.

I had already seen my body that was about to turn into a wolf. My palm had already turned into a sharp claw and struck the face of the person behind me, leaving a few bloody scars.

However, as the drug entered my body, my wolf body disappeared, and my entire body became weak.

“Damn it, b*tch!” I heard the cursing of the person behind me.

Then, I slid down to the ground. I could only see the ceiling. I wanted to sit up from the ground and see what the fake butler had injected into me.

However, my movements became slow. I could only watch as the person holding me earlier stepped on my body and spat at me.

“What f*cking bad luck! This b*tch!”

I struggled to turn my head and saw the fake butler pulling out the needle from my body. I could smell the scent of it. It was wolf poison.

Michael and I had seen this poison countless times over the past few days. This poison could kill a werewolf, but it was ineffective against Lycan wolves.

Even if I didn’t have everything a Lycan wolf had, I was already a Lycan wolf. Wolf poison shouldn’t have such a significant effect on me.

I sniffed the air and realized something wasn’t right. This wasn’t regular wolf poison. It was a special kind of poison that targeted me. Who were the people who attacked me?