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A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Cecily was a scrawny girl with no friends. However, like all other girls, she yearned for true love. She always had a crush on Robert, Alpha's son in their Pack. However, on her eighteenth birthday, she found out that Robert was her Mate! Before she could hug him in excitement, Robert had already flung her hand away like a piece of trash. "You will not become my Mate. Pretend that nothing happened today. Leave and watch your mouth. Do not say anything that you should not say!" Robert publicly ogled at the sexy, beautiful blonde Alison at their high school graduation. The graduation trip changed Cecily, making her stronger, more confident, more vibrant, and more beautiful and sexy. Furthermore, Robert, who met her on his college campus again, began to pursue her. "You should be my Luna. We will live together from now on. We will have lots of kids. They will be healthy and smart." Robert's eyes were filled with lust. Robert's pestering made Cecily feel disgusted and nauseated! As Cecily could not protect herself from Robert due to the difference in strength, Michael appeared. "Your actions make you unworthy as an Alpha." Michael looked at Robert with disdain. During Robert's inauguration as Alpha, Cecily could no longer tolerate his pestering. "I, Cecily Levin, reject Robert Paslo as my mate." When Robert was furious and in pain, wanting to hurt Cecily, Michael appeared again! "Cecily was the Mate arranged by the Moon Goddess for me." Michael looked at Cecily gently. "Whoever dares to touch her is disrespecting the royal family."

JQK · Fantasía
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Reasons To Mark

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Well, that's it." I let out a long sigh of relief after I had told everyone everything.

I felt a lot better just by telling it to another person. It was as if someone else had taken half the burden off my shoulders, not just me.

I thought sharing my relationship problems with my parents would be awkward. Still, my mother was a good listener, not interrupting me or making biased comments about my actions.

It made me feel respected and understood, and it was one of the hardest things I could get from Michael.

"Michael always says it's not the right time. It's not the right time. When is the right time for him to do it, then? Do I have to wait until he has marked someone else like Robert did before I'm forced to quit?" I complained.

My mother took my hand and touched the back of my hand to comfort me.

I looked into her eyes. Her expression was calm. She picked up a teacup and looked at me. "Do you think now is the right time?"