A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 103: Only A Hypothesis

After the Lycans joined the werewolf court, there were many rules to protect the interests of the Royal Lycan Family. For example, any act that caused harm to a member of the Royal Lycan Family could be directly tried by the werewolf court.

Although this rule seemed unfair, it was rarely used because few werewolves would overestimate themselves to harm a royal Lycan. Due to the difference in power, werewolves held the Lycans in awe most of the time.

I thought for a while and shook my head at Kate. “I want to talk to Michael about this. Robert can’t go to werewolf court.”

Kate frowned at me. “What’s wrong with you? You’re the last person who should sympathize with that b*stard. Do you still feel for Robert now that you have the Lycan Prince?”

I rolled my eyes at Kate. “I rejected him myself.”

“Who knows what he said that day that moved you,” Kate muttered. “You’ve been asking me about Robert ever since I arrived. You’re so concerned.”

“You just said he would kill me that day!” I glared at Kate.

“So he deserved it.” Kate shrugged. “I don’t understand what you’re thinking. You’re getting along well with the Lycan Prince now. Why should you care about Robert? I bet he wouldn’t be happy if you interceded with the Lycan Prince.”

“Robert and I used to be mates, after all. You have no idea...” I choked.

I was going to say that you have no idea how much a mate relationship could affect a person’s judgment.

My relationship with Robert was messy from start to finish; with the mark and Alison thrown into the equation and meeting Michael.

It was hard for me, myself included, to avoid feeling a crush on Robert when he was hurting, and that kind of connection could make us lose some of our sanity.

But then I thought about Kate and Alex.

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Kate must be going through the tear-up feeling of being separated from her mate.

I put it another way, “Robert was just mean to me. In high school, he seemed like a nice guy in every way. I feel responsible for what he’s become. His mate shouldn’t have been me in the first place. If his mate had been Alison in the first place, then none of this would have happened.”

“Cecily.” Kate sighed. “These are Robert’s own choices. It has nothing to do with you. If he’s wrong, he’s wrong. Put yourself in his shoes. If you were Robert, would you have done the same thing?”

I shook my head without thinking.

No matter what happened, I wouldn’t hurt him unscrupulously, even if my fated mate wasn’t the one I wanted.

“That’s right,” Kate said. “After Robert took the wrong first step, he took the wrong second step. He chose to mark Alison, but he’s not loyal to his choice. He’s walking further and further down the wrong path.”

I thought about what Kate had said in silence.

I couldn’t think of a reason to dispute Kate’s reasoning. Everyone probably thought so.

The Lycans were naturally more noble than werewolves. Robert had offended me. I was Michael’s mate, so I offended Michael. Werewolves who offended the Lycans should be punished. All of this logic was logical.

So why were the Lycans nobler than ordinary werewolves? It was because they were more powerful and because they ruled werewolves, so werewolves should respect them and obey them.

I tried to think about this from another perspective; what if Michael was just Michael? What if Michael was not a Lycan prince but an ordinary werewolf? What would be Robert’s situation now?

But surely, Robert wouldn’t have gone to werewolf court, he wouldn’t have lost his mark, and he would even have been eligible to succeed the Alpha.

I tried to convey this idea to Kate, but Kate didn’t take it seriously.

“Hypothetically, what you’re saying is hypothetical, Cecily,” Kate said. “But the fact is that Michael is the Lycan Prince, so Robert has to be punished like this.”

“But it’s not reasonable.” I wanted to refute that.

“Why do you have to dwell on this?” Kate looked at me confusedly.

“I… I don’t know.”

I stared at the unfinished hamburger fries in a daze.

As I had chatted with Kate for too long, they had already gone cold.

Food had to be eaten at the right time for them to be delicious, or it was just for survival.

I felt the same way about myself. It was as if everything had happened at the wrong time, and everything was rushing in. There was no time to react appropriately; I was just blindly following my heart.

Even though I had had two mates, I was still confused about my relationship with them. Should I listen to my second mate or stop him from destroying my first mate?