Before I could hit him a second time, Michael had already wrapped his hand around my fist. He lowered his head and looked at me helplessly. "Alright, stop that. Tell me, what did you overhear that made you have such a nightmare?"
Thinking about this, my expression became a little unnatural. I shrank back into Michael's body and said, "I heard that His Majesty, the King, wants you to marry a royal member of the royal Lycans as your wife.
"What else?" Michael's expression remained unmoved.
"And, uhm..." I looked at Michael's expression and hurriedly said, "I also heard you reject His Majesty. I know you won't do that, but..."
"But what?" Michael asked.
