Chapter 149: He Won’t Mark You
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
I put the last ingredients into the pot, took off my apron, and tried to leave the kitchen.
“You won’t get what you want, Cecily, because you weren’t on the right path in the first place. Give up those useless efforts,” Joanna said behind .
I stopped, closed my eyes, and walked up to Joanna.
I looked straight at Joanna and said, “You’re the one who should let go of those useless fantasies. You’re saying these things to now because Michael belongs to . You can’t find any chance with him, so you want to make a move on . But I’m telling you, it’s impossible. The Moon Goddess gave Michael to , and we’ll be together forever.”
“Oh? Cecily, is that what you think?” Joanna tilted her head, revealing a playful smile. “Child, you’re still too naive. I want to ask you a question. Has he marked you yet?”
“No, because I didn’t allow him to do that before,” I replied.
The smile on Joanna’s face grew wider. “Because you asked him not to mark you, right?”
I pursed my lips and nodded.
“In that case, Michael is a good child. He listens to others’ commands and is a docile and modest person willing to accept others’ opinions.” Joanna chuckled.
“What exactly are you trying to say?” I asked.
Joanna shook her head and said, “Werewolves are all wild beasts. The royal Lycan family is a wild beast among wild beasts. As for Michael, I’m sure you also know that among the royal Lycan family, he is also the fiercest.
“The nature of beasts is to plunder. He will take everything he wants if he has the power. Michael is also a prince of the royal Lycans. There is no need for him to back down on anything. If he doesn’t have you right now, it’s only because he doesn’t want to.”
Joanna raised her eyebrows at and continued, “He has other concerns about you, so he doesn’t want you. This is not what you think. He wouldn’t not do it, just because you asked him not to.”
I stared at Joanna’s lips, which kept moving. In my mind, one voice told not to listen to what she said, while the other was telling that she was right. Michael’s personality was one of plunder and possession. No one could change his mind. The premise of our harmonious relationship was that I chose to obey him most of the ti.
“So, I completely understand your hostility toward .” Joanna’s voice seed like a whisper from hell.
“You’re worried that Michael will one day abandon you and choose , so you want to leave, but it’s useless. The loss of your sense of security cannot be filled by my leaving.”
“Shut up!” I shouted at Joanna.
Joanna smiled again and looked at with a hint of sympathy. “You don’t have to believe what I say,” she said hypocritically. “You can do anything to make Michael mark you, and I’ll leave on my own. But we both know that you can’t do it.”
I was about to say sothing else when we all heard the door open.
Sasha ca back with bags of stuff in her hands. When she looked up at us, she let out an exaggerated cry. “Girls, please co and help . I’m exhausted.”
I walked up silently and took the stuff from Sasha’s hands.
After Sasha put down her stuff, she collapsed on the sofa and covered her head with a pillow. She looked exhausted.
Because of this, she missed the awkward atmosphere between Joanna and . When Sasha poked her head out of the pillow, Joanna and I had returned to our original appearance.
“How was your day?” Joanna sat on the other side of the sofa and asked in a friendly tone.
“Ah, it was a busy day. I had a whole day of classes, and all the professors gave much howork. Then, Thomas called to be a free laborer and moved many things for him.”
Although Sasha was complaining, there was not much resentnt in her expression. Instead, there was so excitent.
“Mr. Thomas? Is he coming here too?” Joanna asked in surprise.
“Maybe. Who knows what he’s thinking.” Sasha shrugged.
I realized that I was not involved in their conversation. They all knew this Mr. Thomas, and I was just an outsider.
I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. The dishes were almost finished.
I estimated it wouldn’t be long before Michael and the others returned after Sasha.
Sasha was still in the living room talking to Joanna, who was listening patiently, interjecting a few words now and then so that Sasha didn’t feel like a one-woman show.
I rolled my eyes in the kitchen, and in a way, I admired Joanna’s ability to be anything she wanted to be in front of anyone.
If my wolf instinct hadn’t warned in the first place, I probably would have been fooled by her too.
I started thinking about what I had to do to expose the real Joanna under her mask.
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