Chapter 263 - : Back To My Room

Michael complained with some dissatisfaction, “Brandon, is this the etiquette you should have for my mate? You’re too perfunctory.”

I saw Brandon roll his eyes at Michael, but he stood straight and looked at me seriously.

“Hello, Cecily. I’m Brandon, and my mate is Courtney. I heard from Michael that you’ve already met each other.”

Although Brandon’s hair color was different from Michael’s, he had a pair of beautiful brown eyes that were exactly the same as Michael’s. When I looked at him, it made me feel the familiarity of my mate. This instantly made me feel a sense of familiarity with Brandon.

“Hello, it’s an honor to meet you,” I replied.

“You don’t have to be so polite. We’ll be a family from now on.” Brandon’s lips curled into a smile. “You wanna tell me about Courtney over there? ”

“Of course, I’m honored. Courtney is a very good person…” I stammered but was interrupted halfway through my sentence.

“No, she doesn’t have the time. I was called away by Father as soon as I came back,” Michael interrupted. It’s our alone time now.”

“Michael!” Brandon glared at Michael and said hurriedly, “Back then, I told you to bring Courtney back with you no matter what. However, you brought everyone back except her. Are you going to interrupt me when I ask her a few questions?”

“I’d still say the same thing. If you want her to come back, go find her yourself. I’ve already tried my best,” Michael said indifferently.

I looked at Brandon’s back as he left in a huff, and I couldn’t help but look at Michael with some worry.

However, a playful smile appeared on Michael’s face. He put his arm around my shoulder and said, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Brandon go crazy like this. The only person who could force him into this state is Courtney.”

“Aren’t you worried?” I raised my head and asked Michael.

“What do I have to worry about?” Michael shook his head. “He’s the future king of the royal family. He knows what he’s doing. I’m more worried about you.”

Michael reached out and poked my forehead, and said in a deliberately fierce tone, “Didn’t I tell you to stay in your room and not come out? Why did you run out with Sasha? Oh right, also Sasha. I have to say, where’s she?”

Michael looked around, but there was no one else in the corridor except for Michael and me.

“This girl escaped fast,” Michael mumbled.

I leaned into Michael’s arms and smiled in satisfaction. “If she doesn’t run, is she supposed to stay here and let you scold her? Don’t blame her, I wanted to come out, and I was worried about you.”

“Oh?” Michael raised his eyebrows. Every time he did this, it made my heart beat faster.

He looked so charming, just like a fragrant little cake. It made me want to bite his abdominal muscles and have a good taste of him. Michael pushed me to the wall. His arm was beside my ear, and the fragrance on his body was more alluring than all men’s perfumes. I looked at his chest in infatuation and felt that I had completely lost the ability to think.

“My little wolf, tell me how you were worried about me?” Michael’s bewitching voice sounded in my ears.

Before I met Michael, I felt like I had many questions to ask him. For example, how did his talk with the Lycan King go? Whether he would accept a political marriage? And what plans he had for our future?

But at this moment, I didn’t think that was important.

My mate in front of me, he only had me in his heart. He belonged to me.

I warmly hugged his neck and hooked my legs around his waist. I leaned against his neck and said, “I just want to see you. Now, take me back to your room. I belong to you.”

The light in Michael’s eyes changed suddenly, and his pupils began to flash with golden light.

After being in contact with him for so long, I already knew that this was his behavior every time before he got aroused.

A smug smile appeared on my face. Only I could make Michael have such a reaction, and only I could satisfy all of Michael’s thoughts. It had to be me, no one else.

Michael and I returned to our room much faster than Sasha and I came out. There was almost no pause. After we entered the room, Michael pressed me against the door and kissed me.

I wanted to cater to him at first, but Michael soon brought me into his rhythm, and I started to feel breathless. And then I was in a position where both my hands were locked on the door, passively accepting Michael’s kiss.

The kiss was aggressive.