Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Unexpected Feelings _ 1

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

[Margaret’s POV]

I want you,?I couldn’t help thinking.

I felt Donald’s chest vibrate softly against mine. It was only when I saw that he was smiling that I realized what I had just said. And in this situation, what I said was very much like a form of courtship.

“I didn’t. It’s not…” I want to take my hand back. I didn’t want Donald to think I was such an impatient person. We’d just become partners. We should spend more time together and nurture our relationship. I expected us to take things slowly, not do that kind of thing right away.

Donald didn’t stop me this time, but I could tell from his eyes that he was a little sorry that my hand left his.?God, he really likes me.?The thought made my heart beat a little faster.

“It’s alright, I want you too.”

I jumped. The words appeared directly in my heart.

I kept staring at Donald’s lips just now to make sure he didn’t open his mouth. Donald blinked at me.?It’s him!

Is this telepathy??I wondered. Armstrong had done this to me before. Some werewolves awakened special abilities after their 18-year-old adult ceremony. Telepathy was the most common one. Generally speaking, the tribe would choose werewolves with telepathy to form a patrol team because it allowed them to communicate with each other more quickly.

I felt Elizabeth and Anthony’s eyes on me from across the room. Elizabeth’s expression was still somewhere between surprise and confusion. She seemed to be still processing the fact that I’d become mates with the Lycan King. But I didn’t have to explain anything to her.

“I have to go home tonight.”

I tried to reply to Donald in my head. Before I became an adult, I had never succeeded in talking to Armstrong telepathically. But now I felt like I could try again. In fact, from the moment I had Donald, I felt more powerful. All the things that I used to think I couldn’t do seemed less difficult.

I looked at Donald and wondered if he had received my message.

“Honorable Lycan King, I’ll take you to your residence in a while,” said Anthony.

“Tell Margaret to take me,” Donald said in a low voice.

I looked at him in surprise. Well, I didn’t want to be separated from him. I couldn’t bear to leave him, but I couldn’t live with him on the first day we met and became partners. I couldn’t do such a frivolous thing.

“Margaret!”

Elizabeth tried to speak. Donald’s authoritative gaze swept over Elizabeth, who immediately stopped talking. She looked at me helplessly. I had never seen such a look on her face. It was the first time I realized profoundly that she was my blood-related sister. She needed me at this moment.

I sighed inwardly. Elizabeth must be in a panic now. I was the one presiding over all the hospitality ceremonies. Without me, she would have no clue what to make of this mess. I thought I would take Donald to his room before I went back. Elizabeth was my sister, after all. I couldn’t leave her like this.

“Okay, I’ll take you there.” I looked up at Donald and mouthed ‘don’t worry’ to Elizabeth. I saw Anthony talking to her in a low voice. Oh right, she still had Anthony. He would definitely be able to arrange everything properly. Feeling a little relieved, I turned my gaze back to my mate.

For some reason, he looked unhappy. I thought perhaps he had received my telepathy and disapproved of my arrangements. But he held my hand tightly and used a lot of strength. I led him to the largest and most luxurious room. His entourage of werewolves followed behind. I looked particularly small among them.

Close behind us was a burly man with curly brown hair. He was very fit, with bulging biceps. His skin, a bronze color that had been exposed to the elements, made him look strong. He must be a good fighter.

He noticed my gaze and grinned at me.

“What are you looking at?” Donald’s displeasure was even more obvious.

“No, nothing.” I always felt ashamed of myself in front of Donald. I wondered if I really deserved him. When he pressured me, he made me feel exceptionally small.

Donald glanced at his subordinates behind him. I saw the man with curly brown hair instantly restrain his expression and become expressionless. A strange thought flashed across my mind.?Is Donald jealous of him??As soon as this thought came to mind, Donald’s dark expression became less scary and even a little cute.

“We’re here,” I said, tugging at Donald’s sleeve.

Donald ignored me. I was standing there awkwardly when I felt a force lift me up. It was Donald!

Before I could scream, I felt Donald grab me around the waist. I was like a doll in his arms. He held me like this in front of his subordinates.