330 The Rose In The Palm

“So this time, did he predict something?” I asked.

This time, Michael looked at me without saying a word.

“What terrifying thing is it?” I thought of Michael’s behavior these few days, coupled with his silent behavior toward me, and couldn’t help but guess, “Is it related to me? Or is it related to you? Just tell me, Michael.”

“No, it’s not related to you, and it’s not related to me.” Michael’s fingers curled slightly.

“Don’t lie to me, Michael. Tell me what it is. I’ll face it with you.”

“It has nothing to do with us.” Michael sighed and said, “The prophecy isn’t that accurate. It only points in one direction and is related to some people in the royal family. We don’t know what they are doing, but the future will not be calm. I’m slowly getting in touch with these people, trying to get some information.”

“Then, why didn’t you tell me about this before?”

“You are mine, Cecily.” Michael pressed his forehead against mine and muttered, “Why would I want you to know about this? I don’t even know what I’m going to face. Look at what happened tonight. The other party is completely unreasonable. They would get rid of anyone suspicious. How can I let you get involved with me?”

“But we are mates. You don’t tell me where you’re going and what you do every day. I’m just as worried about you,” I said, feeling wronged. Now that I know about this, let me join you. I’m also a member of the royal family. If the other party were a threat, I would have stood in the same camp as you long ago.”

“No, Cecily.” Michael shook his head and said, “I can’t let you take this risk. I dare to test you in your territory because I know you’re safe. If I can’t even protect you, then what’s the point of everything I’m doing now?”

“I don’t need your protection. Have you forgotten? I once followed you to investigate the disappearance of the she-wolves, and I even defeated Joanna alone in the warehouse. There were so many others, and I could protect myself. I can do whatever you can. I won’t be a burden to you.”

“I know you’re powerful, but I don’t dare to. You almost got injured in the warehouse, ” Michael said coldly. “That was my last regret and fear. I don’t want that to happen again, never ever.”

“I can do it!”

“Maybe you can.” Michael’s eyes were full of tenderness, “But as your mate, I hope I can protect you and give you the best. Like what I promised you, I will love, protect, and be loyal to you. I will give you my body and soul. If you insist on getting involved, I would rather we not leave the island. We don’t need to care about Brandon or the Lycan pack. We just have to be ourselves.”

“What nonsense are you talking about…?”

“I’m serious. Your safety is the most basic thing. Baby, stay in the palace. They can’t do anything in the palace. This is the safest place. I don’t want you to be hurt at all. Can you understand my feelings?”

Just that?

Only that.

I couldn’t say anything more. I was willing to believe that everything Michael said was true.

His departure and concealment these past few days were all to protect me and keep me away from all danger.

I loved him, so I was willing to be a canary in a cage under his protection, a rose in his hand. Even if this wasn’t my wish, it might be enough as long as he loved me.

I felt like my bottom line was changing for Michael, and I could only be happy with it.

When Michael and I were walking back, the sky started to rain. The air became wet, and the wind carried the chill of the rain. Even though I was wrapped in Michael’s coat, I could still feel the cold seeping through the gaps between my clothes and neck.

It wasn’t easy for us to get into the warm room. Before I could even catch my breath, Michael grabbed the collar of my coat and pressed me down on the sofa. Michael bent down and kissed my face. His hand went into my wide coat, around my undergarments, and rubbed my tender nipples.

Michael pinched my sensitive spot. I hadn’t felt such direct stimulation for a long time. I even unconsciously puffed out my chest, put my hand on Michael’s shoulder, and took the initiative to use my numb and swollen teats to chase after his fingers.

Unconsciously, my breath was also mixed with the panting of lust.

Our bodies were even closer to each other. Michael separated my legs and lowered his waist. His half-erect penis squeezed between my legs, pressed against my soft opening, and rubbed against it. His actions were lecherous and unbearable.

We hadn’t made love for a few days, and I soon reacted. My private part was rubbed until it was hot.

I raised my head and let out a short groan. Some sticky juice flowed out of me.