A Beautiful Luna After Rejection Novel - Chapter 302

302 Nervous

When I was about to walk out, I still felt nervous.

Michael grabbed my hand, which comforted me and got me out of my restless state and calm down.

I put all my attention on my mate, which made me ignore the tense factors around me. For example, the prying gazes of strangers, the undisguisable disgust of the Lycan King standing in front of me, and this overly exaggerated skirt that made it difficult for me to move. I was really worried that I’d fall in front of everyone. That would be too bad.

“I will always be by your side. Don’t worry, my princess.” Michael promised me in a low voice.

He revealed a confident smile to everyone, and I followed him to nod to the people around us.

I was proud to be able to stand by Michael’s side, and I also understood that I would never be alone.

I held Michael’s hand back forcefully. Michael raised his eyebrows at me and then, to my surprise, raised my hand to his lips and kissed it.

I heard the screams of the people around me. Michael seemed to be doing something inappropriate in this situation.

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I raised my head to look at today’s main characters, Brandon and Courtney. However, they were also smiling at Michael and me. They did not seem to care about what I had done with Michael. They were the only two people who knew about this today, other than Michael and me. They were also the few people who wished us well for being together.

“Thank you,” I said with a smile.

“What for?” Michael was asking the obvious.

But I was willing to tell him what was in my heart. “It’s because everything I’ve experienced after meeting you was good. Everyone was good. I’m very happy.”

I saw Michael smile again.

He was the knight who saved me from the darkness. Michael had always come to my rescue, whether at the first dinner party, Robert’s succession ceremony, the Ancient Wood Pack, or the warehouse where I was kidnapped. He stood before me without hesitation and faced all the difficulties for me.

Michael used to say he felt lucky to have met me because not all Lycans could meet their mate. They had to spend their lives with someone who had no ties to them.

So, to be a mate was our fate. This made our relationship indestructible and unbreakable.

As the ceremonial music played, Brandon and Courtney walked up to the high platform everyone was looking at.

They swore to all the royal family members that they would be loyal, fair, dedicated, free, and equal. They would devote themselves to their work with all their hearts and minds to strengthen the royal family and lead all the werewolves to glory.

I saw the King and his wife standing at the side and looking at them. The King even put on a rare kind expression. Brandon was a successor that everyone was satisfied with. I admired him for being able to do this because it was too difficult to satisfy everyone.

Brandon would become a capable Lycan King.

As I said before, such a ceremony was rare because of the long life of a Lycan King. However, it was also because of this that unless there were special circumstances, very few Lycan Kings would lose their throne after death.

They would always have enough time to choose their successor and then pass down the position at the right time. The steady succession of power meant the stable development of the royal family. At the same time, a new Lycan King would bring the people a new atmosphere and development.

I noticed that Michael still had a nonchalant look, even now.

His attention wasn’t focused on the main character of the day but rather on me. After I put on this dress, I saw the beast in Michael’s eyes. It was as if he wanted to drag me back to his cave and eat me up more than anything else.

With that thought in mind, it was hard to focus on what was happening in front of me.

I started to think about what Michael and I would do after today.

Michael told me about Brandon’s plan before. The only person who could make me a Princess was the King. So, before Brandon inherited the throne, he had no right to give me the title of Princess. More importantly, the King would never agree to this, so they planned to do something big behind everyone’s back.

Brandon had already made some preparations. After he succeeded the throne, he would issue a special order for me in front of everyone. That would make me a Princess Consort. This was his first order as the King of the Lycan Kingdom, and no one would object to it at a time like this.

Thinking of this, I felt nervous again. I couldn’t help curl my fingers, and Michael noticed my movements. He reached out and flattened my palm, pressing my finger into his hand.

I turned my head to look at Michael, and he smiled at me.