Chapter 602 - 602: A Gift?
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
Chapter 602: A Gift?
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Yarinâs POV:
âIf only I had been born a few years earlier,â 1 said dejectedly. âIf I were the same age as Lily, all my troubles today would be gone. 1 could boldly confess to her. Even if she rejected me, at least 1 had tried instead of hiding under the blanket and whispering like a soft egg.â n0Velusb.c0m
But things might not be that difficult. âBut then again, the age difference between us isnât that big, is it? Iâm twelve, and sheâs sixteen. Sheâs only four years older, a gap much smaller than our parents.â
âBut Mom and Dad were already adults when we met,â Heller said. âYou, Yarin, and I are just primary school students to Lily. We may be junior high school students soon. But whatâs the use? No one would want to be in a relationship with a primary school student, even if they were a little older. When you are sixteen, god, Lily would be twenty. This is even worse. It would have jumped from an age problem to moral and legal problems.â
I changed my position and buried the lower half of my face in the pillow, not saying a word.
âHeller is right. 1 understand that. However, Iâm more depressed because of this.â
âPerhaps I should continue to wait until age is no longer a problem, but...â
But Lily might have already met her fated mate by then. What would I have to do then?
Heller understood me.
He sighed and said helplessly, âThis is indeed a problem â fate and choice. Even philosophers canât understand it.
âBut maybe things wonât come to that,â he said. âItâs not like before anymore, is it? The destined marriage, once regarded as an iron law, only provided a choice for the werewolves. Mom and Aunt Avril didnât choose their so-called fated mate. Many werewolves canât even get the guidance of the Moon Goddess in their lifetime, so I think you donât have to worry about it. Who knows what will happen in the future?â
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âInstead of worrying about that, letâs think about the problem at hand. Have you thought of a parting gift for Lily?â
Speaking of this, I felt another wave of headache coming.
Of course, I didnât think about it. I wanted to give Lily the best, the most memorable, and the most unforgettable thing I could give her. However, my mind immediately became empty when 1 thought of this. There were no options or answers.
âI donât know. What I can find in the Silver Moon Pack are only local specialties. Lily doesnât need these things. My things are either not allowed to be given away without permission, or nothing is interesting about them, let alone would they make Lily remember me.â
âActually, why do you have to think of the gift as so unique, precious, and complicated? These are not important to Lily. Sheâs not someone who values materialistic things. To put it simply, this is a gift between friends. Itâs a memento, so itâs related to you and Lily.
âFor example, candies. I love candies as much as my life, and Lily collected these candies for me. This is the bond between us. Lily thinks of me when she sees them. So, what do you think Lily would think of you when she sees you?â
Following Hellerâs train of thought, I suddenly thought of a good idea, âMaybe Iâll give Lily my diadem? It is the Moonstone Crown, which is in my luggage for this trip. It is a birthday present from my mother. The royal family does not own it, so I can use it as I pleased. And itâs so representative that Lily will remember me the moment she sees it.â
â... I donât understand. Do you like Lily or want to send her to prison? A diadem? Are you serious? Do you think the picket will believe you gave it to her voluntarily or that Lily tricked you into giving it to her?â Heller seemed to be frustrated tonight. âPlease use your brain. Donât always come up with such unrealistic ideas!â
âIf you and I donât say anything, how would the picket notice that Lily has a crown from the royal family?â 1 refuted weakly.
Heller ignored my stupid words.
âBut 1 really canât think of anything!â 1 plunged into the blanket and said gloomily, âCandy! Candy! Thatâs a wonderful idea, but I donât have anything like that. Lily and I... There seemed to be no special connection.â
The more I spoke, the more depressed I became. In the end, I gave up.
âMaybe Lily will remember me because of this? When she sees your gift, she will remember 1 didnât give her anything. Itâs not bad to be remembered like this!â
âDonât be silly, Yarin. Donât worry.â Heller dug me out of the blanket. âYou still have time to think about it. Weâre leaving this weekend, arenât we? There are still three days left.â
âBut Iâm afraid that we have to leave early.â I told Heller about the check-up in the afternoon, âMom and Dad are worried about the possible complications. They might go home early for me to receive treatment.â
Heller became silent. If it was our parentsâ decision, we had no choice.
The night chat ended hastily, and I fell asleep with a heavy heart, unaware that an appalling event was about to happen tomorrow..