Chapter 69



69 Getting Used To Each Other

Selma Payne’s POV:

“Since you understand the root of the problem, can’t you solve it? Everything started from concealment, but it can also end with concealment. So why don’t you just reveal it? Announce your identity to Aldrich, and announce your relationship to the King and the Queen. That way, the problem will be solved.”

“No!” I flatly refused.

“Why? You have to admit that this is the most effective method.”

That was right. This was the most effective method.

So, why shouldn’t I do it?

“Alright, you coward. You don’t dare to, right?” Maxine said disdainfully.

I ignored her.

Although she was right, I didn’t dare to because I was afraid to see the disappointed eyes of my loved ones and relatives.

“Poor girl, but you have no other choice! Either you go now, or I’ll do it,” Maxine said overbearingly. “I’ll take away the control of your body, confess to Aldrich, then kiss and have sex.”

“You can’t do this!” I shrieked and blushed.

“Humph, so why don’t you try and see if I can?”

“We… we just had the awakening. We are not at the stage where we can freely switch between the two. You can’t control me,” I said guiltily.

“So why don’t you try and see if I can? Hurry up, don’t dilly-dally. Bring out the Queen in you!”

“I’m still far from becoming the Queen,” I mumbled.

“Who cares?”

Maxine was getting restless, and I felt that my control over my body had loosened a little.

“Alright! It’s done! I’ll agree to your request!”

I quickly agreed. If Maxine wanted to control my body and Aldrich, Moon Goddess, I might as well jump off the cliff again!

“This is more like it!” Maxine laughed in satisfaction, then silently hid in the depths of my body.

“I’m watching. Don’t try to play any tricks!” She didn’t forget to threaten me.

“As you command, Queen Maxine.”

I helplessly dragged my exhausted body and opened the door.

Kara and Tracy sat on the chairs by the door while my parents sat on the sofa with their eyes closed.

“You’re awake!” Kara would always be the first to notice me. She looked at Tracy happily and asked, “Does this mean that the Princess is fine?”

Before Tracy could reply, my parents hugged me tightly.

“Thank you, Moon Goddess!” They said, “It’s great that you woke up safely!”

We waited for Tracy’s answer.

The royal doctor wiped the sweat from her forehead and used some instruments I didn’t recognize to examine me. They took up half of my room and the reception room. Then, she happily announced, “I can say with certainty that Her Highness the Princess is safe and sound! Your awakening must have succeeded. Have you met your wolf?”

I nodded. “Yes, she’s called Maxine. She’s a good and understanding girl.”

She was just a little straightforward.

I secretly added in my heart, and as expected, I received a protest from Maxine.

“Oh, this is the second best news I’ve heard today,” my mother said with relief. “Maxine, great. What a good name.”

“Maybe,” my father said happily. “Can Pymon and Irene meet her?”

Without waiting for my reply, Maxine had already jubilantly agreed. I could only say, “Of course. When we learn how to transform into our wolf form, we’ll inform Pymon and Irene as soon as possible.”

Under my parents’ and Tracy’s suggestions, I was again helped back to my bed to rest.

“You need more sleep to recover your energy,” Tracy said. “Abundant experience will allow you and Maxine to get along better.”

Thus, I proudly told Maxine, “I’m not trying to run away. After all, I can’t disobey a doctor, right?”

“Don’t think you can escape,” Maxine was furious. “I will keep an eye on you!”

The awakening had used up too much of my energy. Within a few minutes, I fell asleep again.

When I woke up, it was already noon. The first thing I did was check my phone, but there was nothing. There was no call, no message, and no contact from Aldrich.

This made me lay back on the bed in frustration.

Should he go?

I was conflicted.

In the past, every time we quarreled, Aldrich would be the first to give in. But, this time, he didn’t say a single word. Did this mean that he was angry for real?

If I went to him now, would I be adding fuel to the fire?

What should I do if he said coldly, “Haven’t we broken up?”

Leave in sadness? Or try to make him stay?

Maxine couldn’t bear to listen any longer and screamed in my body, “Don’t act like a middle school girl. Do your lips and tongue have some hidden diseases that prevent you from speaking? Just give in first. What’s the use of thinking about those things now? Don’t give yourself any reason to retreat!”

She was very eccentric, but just like before, she was right.

Thus, I temporarily put away my weak emotions, tidied myself up, and headed back to the military camp.