Chapter 110: Angel’s ‘Secret’

[Elizabeth’s Perspective]

I looked at her in confusion. Angel looked a little pitiful.

She looked like she had some unspeakable difficulty.

“If you have anything on your mind, you can tell me if you don’t mind,” I said, weighing my words. “I might not be able to help much, but I can be a listener.”

Angel looked at me with a slightly complicated expression.

After a silence, she said, “Aren’t you going to see Margaret? I don’t want to hold you up.”

I looked up at the sky and said, “It’s so dark here. I’m actually planning to go back. If you don’t mind, can you send me back later? It’s too scary to walk alone.”

“Of course. Protecting you was what I came here for in the first place,” Angel said, nodding. “Unfortunately, this will never be my job again.”

I looked at Angel, sensing that she was about to tell her story.

Angel met my gaze and smiled bitterly. “Okay, I’ll tell you,” she said. “Actually, these words have been stuck in my heart for a long time. I haven’t been able to find anyone to say them to. But when I see you, for some reason, I feel an urge to confide in you.”

“I feel the same way about you. When I see you, I feel very close to you,” I said sincerely.

At this moment, I had completely forgotten the cold and dangerous aura that Angel had when I first saw her. I only felt that she was a poor girl who had been dismissed by the Lycan King.

“I don’t even know where to start.” Angel pushed her hair back and looked nostalgic. “Donald and I have known each other since we were young,” she said softly. “We were both raised in the royal family and received an aristocratic education. Donald had always performed well. I was also the best among the girls.

From then on, people in the royal family would deliberately or unintentionally tease us like we were a couple. However, you might not believe it, but Donald and I didn’t have any feelings other than friendship.”

I listened in silence.

“I thought life would go on like this. Even if I didn’t love Donald, it was very likely that because of benefits or suitability, we would be together. Until I met my Mate.”

At this point, Angel tilted her head slightly and looked away at the grass.

I couldn’t see her expression, but I thought she might be shy. I didn’t expect an omnipotent Lycan warrior to have such a sentimental side. I immediately felt the distance between us shrink.

“It’s normal to meet your Mate. Isn’t that good?” I asked.

Angel shook her head from side to side and said, “But that person has to be my cousin.”

I covered my mouth in shock. This was actually a forbidden love!

I’d never heard of people with blood ties becoming Mates. It was just ridiculous.

“It’s incredible, isn’t it?” Angel said. “But sometimes there’s just no way around it. I don’t know why the Moon Goddess would arrange something like this. From the moment I saw him, I fell madly in love with him. But our identities made it impossible for us to love each other.

We both struggled with it for a long time. I was unwilling to give him up, but he couldn’t withstand the pressure from all sides. In the end, he rejected me.

Both of us were broken-hearted. I could feel that he loved me too. The only reason we were separated was because of worldly pressure. But why did I have to endure this? It was unfair. I had found a Mate, but I couldn’t be with him. Why did I have to give up my happiness because of someone else’s judgment?”

For a moment, I was speechless. It was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong in such matters.

“And?” I pressed.

“Later, he became Donald’s subordinate. He was also a very good warrior. He quickly gained Donald’s trust and was entrusted with important tasks.”

Angel’s emerald eyes flashed as she said, “But I wasn’t happy about it at the time. I’d done everything I could to get the best of everything since I was young. I couldn’t accept that I was rejected by my Mate. Then I did something stupid.”

Angel’s gaze went up to the sky to the right. I followed her gaze and saw stars filling the sky. The light of the Moon Goddess shone indiscriminately on the earth, as gentle as water.

“He had already become Donald’s guard by then. In order to make him jealous and regretful, I pretended to be with Donald. I hung out with Donald so I could show off in front of him.”