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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 · Fantaisie
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Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

I struggled to cling onto the sofa, trying to give Michael a clue before they took me away. Then, I felt the same stinging pain again. Damn it! They gave me another shot.

The two unique wolf poison shots completely incapacitated me. My limbs became heavy, and I could hardly leave any scratch on the sofa. I tried to focus my sight, but everything around me was becoming blurry.

The man stared at me cautiously. Then, he waved at the fake butler and lifted me.

I used my last ounce of strength to stay conscious, but I didn't dare move for fear that he would give me a third shot.

I used my ears to pick up the sounds around me. Instead of taking the elevator, they laboriously carried me down the stairs one by one. We went straight to the underground garage, where I was thrown into the trunk. The space was so small that they didn't even have to tie my hands and feet.