Chapter 221: Don't Overthink
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Michael’s last words were so soft that I couldn’t hear them. “What did she say?” I asked
I could see in Michael’s eyes that he seemed to have made a decision. He pulled me over, rubbed his nose gently against the back of my neck, and said, “She said I should mark you.”
I looked back, surprised at Michael’s expression, but he held me down by the neck. I could feel him nibbling at my neck, causing a slight tingling sensation.
I thought I would be excited and happy when I heard from Michael again that he wanted me. But my real reaction was a bit different because I was sensitive to Michael’s choice of words. He said he wanted to mark me, not that he wanted me.
I couldn’t help but care about the difference.
Once I wanted Michael’s mark so badly to prove myself to Joanna, but after my mother said that to me, I began seriously considering what a mark meant to us.
The mark between werewolves was a deliberate decision because it differed from the mate the Moon Goddess had arranged for you. A fated mate could not be chosen, but a mark must be given voluntarily.
The mark was the strongest bond that bound two werewolves together, a promise and a bond.
I pulled my neck out from under Michael’s teeth and insisted on turning my head to look into Michael’s eyes. Michael didn’t insist. He just touched my shoulder and then, along the way, touched my body and thighs. There was nothing erotic about the touch. It seemed to be a simple emotional release from the touch of skin.
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There was a warmth in Michael’s beautiful brown eyes. It was like the bright sunshine. The golden light that occasionally flashed through them was majestic and sacred. I was fascinated by him.
I always thought that Michael must be the Moon Goddess’ favorite. Like his beast, he had been blessed by the Moon Goddess with all her blessings. He always attracted me and made me want to be with him forever.
Thinking of this, I could not help but put myself against Michael’s chest. This position was close to his heart. I could hear the ‘ba-bump, ba-bump’ of his heartbeat as if to say its owner had savage and vigorous vitality.
I did not speak, quietly listening to Michael’s breath to try to feel his emotions.
Why did Michael want me? Did he really love me and want to be tied to me for the rest of his life, or was it because this incident had given him a sense of insecurity, and he wanted to prove something to someone?
I couldn’t help but notice that Michael and my feelings were completely reversed.
Back then, I wanted Michael to mark me, but Michael was hesitant; now, when Michael offered to mark me, I was the one who hesitated.
I understood Michael’s feelings at that time. I knew Michael loved me, but I also wanted to ensure that this mark was because he loved me and not anything else.
Only people deeply in love would understand this because this subtle difference was significant to us.
“Hey, my little wolf,” Michael called me softly.
I looked up at him, knowing that he was waiting for me to give him an answer.
But the slight doubt in my heart had not disappeared. Even though 90% of the voices in my heart were screaming, ‘Agree! Say yes! He is a Lycan Prince. He is the person you love the most. How can you refuse him from marking you? You are crazy to reject him!’
However, there was a weak little voice saying, ‘Are you sure you want to accept Michael’s mark in such a vague way? So you have decided to spend the rest of your life with him, and you do not want to confirm what he is thinking?’
The two voices in my head were arguing; one told me to say yes to Michael, and one told me to say nothing.
I was in a dilemma for a long time until Michael reached out and held my cheek. I noticed that his fingers were cold, and I shivered.
“Don’t overthink it.” Michael sighed slightly and said, “I’m not in a hurry for an answer. I know you’re not ready.”
Michael stared into my eyes with indescribable gentleness. “Courtney hinted that you’re very dependent on me, and my mark will make you happy. I’m not sure about this, so I came to ask you. You know, I’ve always felt that you’re still too young. You should have more time to think about it.”
My heart gradually sank with Michael’s words.
Was it because of Courtney’s words? Michael didn’t really want mark. He just thought it would be good for me to be marked. That was why he suggested it. He didn’t want to do it because he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.
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Michael’s last words were so soft that I couldn’t hear them. “What did she say?” I asked
I could see in Michael’s eyes that he seemed to have made a decision. He pulled me over, rubbed his nose gently against the back of my neck, and said, “She said I should mark you.”
I looked back, surprised at Michael’s expression, but he held me down by the neck. I could feel him nibbling at my neck, causing a slight tingling sensation.
I thought I would be excited and happy when I heard from Michael again that he wanted me. But my real reaction was a bit different because I was sensitive to Michael’s choice of words. He said he wanted to mark me, not that he wanted me.
I couldn’t help but care about the difference.
Once I wanted Michael’s mark so badly to prove myself to Joanna, but after my mother said that to me, I began seriously considering what a mark meant to us.
The mark between werewolves was a deliberate decision because it differed from the mate the Moon Goddess had arranged for you. A fated mate could not be chosen, but a mark must be given voluntarily.
The mark was the strongest bond that bound two werewolves together, a promise and a bond.
I pulled my neck out from under Michael’s teeth and insisted on turning my head to look into Michael’s eyes. Michael didn’t insist. He just touched my shoulder and then, along the way, touched my body and thighs. There was nothing erotic about the touch. It seemed to be a simple emotional release from the touch of skin.
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There was a warmth in Michael’s beautiful brown eyes. It was like the bright sunshine. The golden light that occasionally flashed through them was majestic and sacred. I was fascinated by him.
I always thought that Michael must be the Moon Goddess’ favorite. Like his beast, he had been blessed by the Moon Goddess with all her blessings. He always attracted me and made me want to be with him forever.
Thinking of this, I could not help but put myself against Michael’s chest. This position was close to his heart. I could hear the ‘ba-bump, ba-bump’ of his heartbeat as if to say its owner had savage and vigorous vitality.
I did not speak, quietly listening to Michael’s breath to try to feel his emotions.
Why did Michael want me? Did he really love me and want to be tied to me for the rest of his life, or was it because this incident had given him a sense of insecurity, and he wanted to prove something to someone?
I couldn’t help but notice that Michael and my feelings were completely reversed.
Back then, I wanted Michael to mark me, but Michael was hesitant; now, when Michael offered to mark me, I was the one who hesitated.
I understood Michael’s feelings at that time. I knew Michael loved me, but I also wanted to ensure that this mark was because he loved me and not anything else.
Only people deeply in love would understand this because this subtle difference was significant to us.
“Hey, my little wolf,” Michael called me softly.
I looked up at him, knowing that he was waiting for me to give him an answer.
But the slight doubt in my heart had not disappeared. Even though 90% of the voices in my heart were screaming, ‘Agree! Say yes! He is a Lycan Prince. He is the person you love the most. How can you refuse him from marking you? You are crazy to reject him!’
However, there was a weak little voice saying, ‘Are you sure you want to accept Michael’s mark in such a vague way? So you have decided to spend the rest of your life with him, and you do not want to confirm what he is thinking?’
The two voices in my head were arguing; one told me to say yes to Michael, and one told me to say nothing.
I was in a dilemma for a long time until Michael reached out and held my cheek. I noticed that his fingers were cold, and I shivered.
“Don’t overthink it.” Michael sighed slightly and said, “I’m not in a hurry for an answer. I know you’re not ready.”
Michael stared into my eyes with indescribable gentleness. “Courtney hinted that you’re very dependent on me, and my mark will make you happy. I’m not sure about this, so I came to ask you. You know, I’ve always felt that you’re still too young. You should have more time to think about it.”
My heart gradually sank with Michael’s words.
Was it because of Courtney’s words? Michael didn’t really want mark. He just thought it would be good for me to be marked. That was why he suggested it. He didn’t want to do it because he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.
Michael's last words were so soft that I couldn't hear them. What did she say? I askedI could see in Michael's eyes that he seemed to have made a decision. He pulled me over, rubbed his nose gently against the back of my neck, and said, She said I should mark you.I looked back, surprised at Michael's expression, but he held me down by the neck. I could feel him nibbling at my neck, causing a slight tingling sensation.I thought I would be excited and happy when I heard from Michael again that he wanted me. But my real reaction was a bit different because I was sensitive to Michael's choice of words. He said he wanted to mark me, not that he wanted me.I couldn't help but care about the difference.Once I wanted Michael's mark so badly to prove myself to Joanna, but after my mother said that to me, I began seriously considering what a mark meant to us.The mark between werewolves was a deliberate decision because it differed from the mate the Moon Goddess had arranged for you. A fated mate could not be chosen, but a mark must be given voluntarily.The mark was the strongest bond that bound two werewolves together, a promise and a bond.I pulled my neck out from under Michael's teeth and insisted on turning my head to look into Michael's eyes. Michael didn't insist. He just touched my shoulder and then, along the way, touched my body and thighs. There was nothing erotic about the touch. It seemed to be a simple emotional release from the touch of skin.Support our VipnovelcomThere was a warmth in Michael's beautiful brown eyes. It was like the bright sunshine. The golden light that occasionally flashed through them was majestic and sacred. I was fascinated by him.I always thought that Michael must be the Moon Goddess' favorite. Like his beast, he had been blessed by the Moon Goddess with all her blessings. He always attracted me and made me want to be with him forever.Thinking of this, I could not help but put myself against Michael's chest. This position was close to his heart. I could hear the ba-bump, ba-bump' of his heartbeat as if to say its owner had savage and vigorous vitality.I did not speak, quietly listening to Michael's breath to try to feel his emotions.Why did Michael want me? Did he really love me and want to be tied to me for the rest of his life, or was it because this incident had given him a sense of insecurity, and he wanted to prove something to someone?I couldn't help but notice that Michael and my feelings were completely reversed.Back then, I wanted Michael to mark me, but Michael was hesitant; now, when Michael offered to mark me, I was the one who hesitated.I understood Michael's feelings at that time. I knew Michael loved me, but I also wanted to ensure that this mark was because he loved me and not anything else.Only people deeply in love would understand this because this subtle difference was significant to us.Hey, my little wolf, Michael called me softly.I looked up at him, knowing that he was waiting for me to give him an answer.But the slight doubt in my heart had not disappeared. Even though 90% of the voices in my heart were screaming, Agree! Say yes! He is a Lycan Prince. He is the person you love the most. How can you refuse him from marking you? You are crazy to reject him!'However, there was a weak little voice saying, Are you sure you want to accept Michael's mark in such a vague way? So you have decided to spend the rest of your life with him, and you do not want to confirm what he is thinking?'The two voices in my head were arguing; one told me to say yes to Michael, and one told me to say nothing.I was in a dilemma for a long time until Michael reached out and held my cheek. I noticed that his fingers were cold, and I shivered.Don't overthink it. Michael sighed slightly and said, I'm not in a hurry for an answer. I know you're not ready.Michael stared into my eyes with indescribable gentleness. Courtney hinted that you're very dependent on me, and my mark will make you happy. I'm not sure about this, so I came to ask you. You know, I've always felt that you're still too young. You should have more time to think about it.My heart gradually sank with Michael's words.Was it because of Courtney's words? Michael didn't really want mark. He just thought it would be good for me to be marked. That was why he suggested it. He didn't want to do it because he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.
