A Beautiful Luna After Rejection Chapter 165 - The Emptiness Around Me

Chapter 165: The Emptiness Around

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Sotis I let my jealousy get the best of and forget about it, but when I thought about it, I knew that Michael loved . The way he stood in front of , he looked at , and he embraced . Every little detail makes feel loved.

I might have been angry, doubtful, and sad toward him, but in the depths of my heart, there was not a mont that I did not feel that he did not love , and there was not a mont that I did not love him.

My mother looked up at the sky above us. The moonlight was still gently shining on our heads for a long ti. The Moon Goddess was always tolerant and broad-minded, caring for everyone without discrimination.

“It’s getting late. You must be tired today. Can you rest early?” my mother said gently.

“Okay, Mom. You go to bed early, too,” I said.

I helped her bring the fruits and tea we enjoyed to the kitchen. The living room light was already dim. It seed that my father had gone to bed early. My mother and I said good night to each other and returned to my room alone.

I had slept too much during the day and wasn’t sleepy.

I sat on the little balcony where I had been talking to my mother and stared at the moon.

Would the Moon Goddess take care of all of us? She had arranged for to have two mates. One was the son of Alpha in the pack, and the other was the son of the Lycan King in the royal family. Each one was more important than the other. What was so special about that I could be treated like this?

Michael said I had transford from a werewolf into a royal Lycan. I hadn’t told my mother about this yet.

I didn’t know how she would react. I was curious, too, because I didn’t feel much except for a few physical enhancents. Would I beco as powerful a beast as Michael?

Sleepiness began to creep in, and I rolled onto the bed with the quilt in my arms. I closed my eyes and felt empty around .

I was missing a warm body and a piece of my heart.

I had been sleeping with Michael for more than a month, and he was very hot. I always felt like I was hugging a stove, which was not a pleasant experience in the sumr. But now that he was gone, it felt wrong.

I turned over and sighed.

My mother was right about what she said to that night. I should be with my mate at all tis, not alone. But I wouldn’t go back to Michael’s house so easily. At least he should co to .

I rembered when I announced that I was leaving, Michael didn’t even look back when he left our room. He didn’t stop in any way. He left first.

I estimated he should be back by now, but he still didn’t co to . Michael knew exactly where our house was. The last ti I’d been out of school for only two hours, he had been so quick as to knock on our door. He didn’t care about manners at all. But this ti he didn’t co.

Mia was also restless in my body. She was used to Michael’s company. She was looking for her mate.

As a wolf, Mia was still different from humans. She was worse at dealing with her emotions than I was. She was more easily controlled by her biological instincts. I tried to comfort her in my heart, but it did not work. I gave up.

I couldn’t sleep either. I sat up, turned on my laptop, and started checking to see if the professor had sent any new emails and if there was any howork to do.

Just then, I heard my phone ring.

My heart raced. Was it Michael? Had he given in?

I took a few deep breaths, picked up my phone from the side, and looked hopefully at the screen, but it just ended. It was an unknown number, and I frowned at it. Who would call at this hour of the night?

Was Michael in danger on a mission and needed his mate to comfort him?

I thought about the possibility, and my heart tightened. When Joanna knocked on the door this morning, she said a team had been attacked.

Did that an that the place Michael went to investigate was in danger? As I let my imagination run wild, my phone rang again. This ti, without any hesitation, I picked it up.

“Hello?” I asked carefully.

“Is this Cecily?” An elegant woman’s voice ca from the other side of the phone.

“Yes, this is Cecily,” I replied.

The other party suddenly went silent for a while. I said ‘hello’ a couple of tis on the phone. There was so noise on the other end of the call, like clothes rubbing against each other.

“Is soone there?” I asked