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Chapter 139: The Perfect Date

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

I popped my head out of the bedroom and asked, “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere you won’t guess.” Michael had a mysterious smile on his face.

I had to say; he had completely piqued my curiosity.

I had never been on a date before and was looking forward to where Michael would bring me.

I kept asking Michael where we were going in the car, but Michael kept his mouth shut and sidestepped my questions.

I kept coming up with all sorts of guesses, but Michael didn’t give me any positive or negative answers, and I could tell from the corners of his mouth that he was enjoying my questioning.

He wanted to surprise me, and it was supposed to be a good time, but I felt that I had somehow become irritated by Michael’s silence, and I rolled down the window to let the cold wind calm my mind.

This was my first date, and I wanted everything to be perfect.

As we pulled up, I saw a sea of blue. The setting sun shone like gold on the surface of the ocean. The sky was pink, and the endless blue sea reflected a beautiful picture of the world.

I was stunned by the beauty of nature. Most werewolves lived in the forest. We belonged to the earth, and the sky and the sea were considered places that didn’t belong to werewolves. But here and now, I was struck by the ocean’s vastness. It seemed to be unexplored, empty, but sandy and clear.

I looked at Michael with delight. I was about to ask him where he had found such a place.

But the bigger surprise was behind me.

Michael unbuttoned the top button of his suit shirt and turned the cuffs to his elbows. The business suit, which had been somber, suddenly had a hint of playfulness. He stood there with a slight frown. I thought he would tease me again, but instead, he leaned over and put out his hand invitingly.

I looked in the direction he was pointing and saw that, not far away, Michael had somehow built a small restaurant and paved a path with petals. I walked along the path of the petals. The sea breeze brought the petals to my hand, and Michael held my other hand.

My heart was racing, and I felt Michael’s hand start to sweat.

Finally, I reached our destination.

Michael had set up a small restaurant here. I wasn’t sure where he had placed a small vocal band. But, when I set foot in the area, the melodios piano music was like spring water flowing in the air, relaxing.

For a moment, I felt like I was surrounded by great joy. On the table was a seafood feast. All kinds of fresh seafood had been carefully prepared and filled the table. They all seemed to have just been prepared and were still steaming.

Michael hugged me from behind, completely ignoring the many musicians around him. He put his head on my shoulder and gently bit my ear. “What do you think? Do you like the date I arranged?” he whispered.

My response to Michael was to turn around and hug him tightly and give him a passionate kiss.

“This is great. Did you do all this?” My eyes sparkled as I hugged Michael excitedly.

We sat face to face. The piano tune changed from lyrical classical music to a more romantic serenade.

I looked at Michael with a smile on my face.

Michael was not a romantic. I could imagine how much he had put into our evening. I was moved by what I saw. But, I was even more moved by Michael’s heart.

Michael poured me a glass of alcohol. He did not prepare a full-bodied red wine. Instead, he prepared a bottle of lighter champagne.

When we talked about alcohol, he said champagne was too bland and not overbearing, but I liked how it tasted. Back then, he was laughing at my alcohol tolerance. So I didn’t expect him to notice this detail.

“I really didn’t expect you to do this for me. Thank you, Michael,” I said, raising my glass.

Michael also raised his glass and took a sip. Then, he replied, “If you told the old me I would do this for a girl, I wouldn’t believe it. But now that it’s you, I’m willing to do it.”

I pursed my lips and smiled. I smiled a lot that night.

“We have both changed for each other. I never thought I would be together with the Lycan Prince of the royal family. This might be fate arranged by the Moon Goddess,” I said.

“Probably,” Michael said as he shook his head. “You’re the most troublesome she-wolf I’ve ever met. But perhaps because it’s you, no matter what you do, it makes me feel different.”