A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 167: The Reason For Being Discovered

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“It was tonight when we were having dinner together. We were chatting happily, but suddenly Alex’s expression became very strange. Then, he suddenly barged into Kate’s room like a madman and asked us where we hid his mate.”

I listened silently on the other end of the phone, and Aunt Carol continued.

“Davis and I were both shocked by his behavior. Davis had some arguments with him, but Alex just went crazy. He rummaged around my house and finally held up one of Kate’s clothes and asked me to whom it belonged. I told him it was my niece Kate, and he told me to call Kate, and when I couldn’t reach her, he forced us to call you, and that was that.”

I could tell from Aunt Carol’s tired voice that she must have had a long night, and it was all because of the cover-up between Kate and me, and I felt very guilty, but I still had to ask for some details.

“So how did Alex find out all of a sudden? I mean, it’s not his first time coming to your house for dinner, is it?” I wondered.

It had been more than a month since Kate and I left the Ancient Wood Pack. Mates could indeed smell each other’s unique scent, but it would only work if they were within a certain distance.

When Kate and I were living in that house, Alex knocked on our door. Since he didn’t notice it back then, there was no reason why he discovered Kate from just a piece of clothing.

After all, a piece of clothing with Kate’s scent in the closet wouldn’t be more attractive than Kate, who was in the room then.

“I was cleaning up the house that Kate stayed in last time today. I wanted to take out the clothes she wore last time to clean, but Alex arrived before I could do it. I think that’s why Kate’s scent appeared in the room.”

Aunt Carol sighed again and said, “Cecily, that’s not the point. I need you to help me find Kate now and contact Alex.”

I already understood what had happened. At this point, Kate and I had caused Aunt Carol a lot of trouble. But she didn’t blame us for hiding anything from her. I was grateful for her gentleness and consideration.

I promised Aunt Carol that I would get in touch with Kate as soon as possible and hung up.

I called Kate first, and there was a busy tone.

This wasn’t unusual; even when I sat face-to-face with Kate, she couldn’t hear me many times when I called her, and her mental state made me more worried every day.

It was too late today, and I lay on my back, planning to go to school first thing in the morning to talk to Kate about it.

I disagreed with Kate’s decision to leave the Ancient Wood Pack and her mate because I knew how hard it was to leave my mate. But Kate insisted, and I was her friend, that I had to stand by her side.

But now, with Kate’s condition deteriorating daily, it was clear that she was suffering from being separated from her mate.

Alex had found out that Kate was his mate now. There was no point in Kate hiding or running away. She should go back to Alex and discuss the future together.

I made plans in my mind for how to persuade Kate tomorrow. I ran through every possibility. The more I thought about it, the less sleepy I became.

I forced myself to close my eyes. I had to rest. Then, I would see Kate tomorrow in a full state.

I had to prove to her that being around my mate would make us stronger and better, and I couldn’t let her know that Michael and I were in conflict. I was partly responsible for her concerns about her mate, and I had to use the facts to give Kate confidence in her relationship.

But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t help but think about Michael.

Where was he now?

Suddenly, I heard a wolf howl outside, and my heart began to race.

Although my mind told me that Michael was in his house, in the same bed we’d been in countless times, another voice inside me told me the wolf howling outside was Michael.

I listened to the voice outside the window, and for once, I felt calm. My fear for Kate, my anger for Joanna, my unease about Michael’s future, all were soothed by a silent, powerful force. Mia was also making a low whimper inside me.

Suddenly, I had a feeling that Michael wasn’t asleep at the moment and was thinking of me. There was no basis for judgment, but for a moment, I just knew that his thoughts were being especially transmitted to me.

‘I am thinking about you, too.’

I thought to myself, trying to transmit the same thoughts to Michael.