A Beautiful Luna After Rejection-Chapter 314 - 314 Letter of Employment

314 Letter of Employment

I didn’t sleep well, as if I had been dreaming.

In a daze, I kept feeling like someone was speaking in my ear, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I vaguely heard the words ‘Joanna’, ‘ General’, and ‘war’.

When I really woke up, I found that the night had fallen and the moon was hanging outside the window. My mate, Michael, was sitting by my bed, looking at me gently.

“Oh... when did you come back? What time is it now?”

Michael handed me a glass of water, and I gulped it down. f𝚛e𝚎𝘄𝒆𝚋𝚗𝚘ѵ𝑒𝚕.𝑐𝘰𝑚

This feeling was very strange. After waking up, not only did I not feel relieved, but I also felt particularly tired. Especially after seeing Michael now, I felt like snuggling in his arms and sleeping with his breath as my pillow.

“I’ve been back for a while. I didn’t wake you up since you were still sleeping.” Michael reached out and touched my nose. “How can you sleep so much? I think you’re going to become a little pig soon.”

I unhappily grabbed his finger and bit it. Just as I was about to refute him, I met his dark brown eyes, which were filled with a doting look. For a moment, I forgot all the words I wanted to say. Being looked at by Michael like he was a treasure, I actually felt a little shy.

“I’m not a little pig.” My voice was so low that I couldn’t even hear it.

“Hahaha, indeed not. You’re my little wolf since you can bite so well.”

Michael’s hearty laughter rang. His strong arms wrapped around my shoulders, and I leaned into his arms like a drug addict taking in the warm breath of his body.

“What did Brandon say to you?” I knew I should be calling Brandon ‘His Majesty’ now, but I felt a little awkward about it, and I hadn’t gotten used to it yet.

Michael didn’t correct me. He lowered his head and kissed the top of my head. “You can guess.”

“About General Lovecraft?”

I thought about my chaotic dreams. As I returned to the palace, I kept thinking about things related to Joanna. I tried hard to drive those messy thoughts out of my mind.

“Hmm...” Michael didn’t say anything. He took a document from the bed and handed it to me.

I opened the goatskin file and saw a familiar, intricate pattern. I intentionally took a few more glances at it. A flower crown surrounded the pattern, and a beast looked like it was protecting the crown in the middle. I suddenly realized something and turned to look at Michael. His eyes were filled with encouragement. I took a deep breath and focused on the words on the paper.

<My dear Cecily:< p>

I’m honored to invite you to work in the palace’s Special Investigation Department. I believe that you will make an outstanding contribution to the prosperity of the royal family and bring great value to the people. You should be proud of everything you once had. I hope my invitation can make you proud.

In the future, I hope you treat the palace as your home, take the work I give you as an honorable mission, do your best in your work, and do your best in everything. It is an honor for everyone in the palace to have you join us. I will be greatly encouraged by your choice.

You most loyal,

Brandon Wincheriston, AM.94>

I couldn’t believe Michael brought back a letter of appointment from Brandon. It was too unbelievable.

I read the paper several times, still unable to believe it was real. Brandon gave me a position in the palace to prove my worth. I was not just Michael’s Princess Consort. In the eyes of those arrogant nobles, I was a woman who depended on Michael to survive. I’d be like Courtney, doing something meaningful.

I was even more excited than when I was first crowned the Princess Consort. Or rather, these two emotions couldn’t be compared.

Being able to become Michael’s consort, obtain legal status to stand by Michael’s side, and spend a long and meaningful life as a Lycan with him was worth celebrating. I was willing to use all the good luck in my life in exchange for this.

However, as Cecily, being seen and acknowledged by others was also very important. I was an individual with an independent soul, and I needed to realize and prove my worth. And the job that Brandon gave me right now might be the beginning.

“This is great!” I jumped out of bed and hugged Michael.

My sudden movement knocked Michael over, but he still caught me with his strong and muscular arms.

“Are you that happy?” Michael asked with a smile.

“Of course.” I put my face close to Michael’s forehead, cheek and nose. I was holding my mate and was so happy that I almost went crazy. I just wanted to be close to him and do the happiest thing in the world.

I felt a slightly unfamiliar throbbing in my heart when I touched Michael’s face.

Michael seemed to be a little unhappy.

As this thought flashed through my mind, I looked at Michael’s face and found that he had a big smile. The aura on his body was warm, and he was happy for me.