The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233: My Husband Has A Severe Bad Imagination

"The Moon Goddess spoke to me," she whispered. "I don’t know if it was really her, but ... don’t you think it’s a sign for us?"

"The what?" For the first time since they got married, Primrose saw Edmund truly shocked, like she had just told him she wanted to divorce him right then and there. "The ... the Moon Goddess talked to you?"

Primrose lifted her head, looking into his eyes with confusion. "I told you, I’m not entirely sure. But I think that’s the only explanation that makes sense."

They were in the middle of the Moon Goddess Temple, and the woman’s voice had sounded so gentle and nurturing. That’s why Primrose was certain it was the Moon Goddess, even though the Goddess hadn’t clearly answered her question.

"Didn’t she also speak to you back then?" Primrose asked. "Why are you acting so shocked?"

Edmund stared at her for a long moment, like he hadn’t blinked since she told him. His eyes searched her face, as if trying to make sense of what she’d just said.

"Yes, I’ve heard the Moon Goddess’s voice before," Edmund finally said. "But only once ... when she told me who my mate was." He paused for a moment, then continued in a quieter voice. "She only said your name, nothing else."

[She spoke to me when I was climbing that cliff,] Edmund thought to himself, remembering the exact moment he first heard her name.

[I even asked the Moon Goddess over and over again to make sure she hadn’t made a mistake, but she never answered me.]

[I still remember how I fell off that cliff from the shock.]

First of all, what was Edmund doing that made him climb a cliff in the first place? Primrose could already imagine her husband frozen halfway up a rocky cliff, hands numb from holding on too long because he was too stunned to move.

And how badly did it hurt when he fell from that cliff? Primrose didn’t even want to imagine it because she didn’t want to imagine him in pain.

However, this wasn’t the time to focus on that. There was something more important they needed to talk about.

"Maybe she’ll talk to you again later," she said gently.

Edmund slowly shook his head. "I don’t think so, wife," he murmured.

"To be honest, the Moon Goddess rarely speaks to us. Most of the time, werewolves and lycans only hear her voice once, and it’s when she tells them who their mate is. After that ... nothing."

Primrose tilted her head. "What about the priest or priestess?"

"Even for them, it’s rare," Edmund replied. "They have to pray nonstop for fourteen days just to hear even a whisper of her voice. But you ... you heard her like she was right next to you."

Well, the Moon Goddess actually spoke right to her mind to be exact.

Edmund continued, "My wife, that’s something no one else can do."

[My wife isn’t even a werewolf or a lycan,] he thought, still trying to process it all. [And yet, the Moon Goddess spoke to her even though she never did a ritual, maybe not even a proper prayer.]

He looked into her eyes and asked, "What did she say to you?"

He still looked confused and puzzled as to why his wife could hear the Moon Goddess’s voice, but more than curiosity, he was worried about what the Goddess might have told her.

[Did ... did she say I’m not the right mate for her?]

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