His Sweet Little Mate

The myriad of emotions coursing through her body left Abby trembling, so she could only hurry to leave there, not wanting to show Ruby how much this encounter with her affected her.

“Prepare the bath again while I take a walk in the garden,” Abby told her maid’s as she walked past Ruby. “The air in here feels too stuffy.”

Saying this, she didn’t give any chance to either her maids or Ruby to react as she lifted her long frock, and sped away from there.

Meanwhile, Ruby was frozen to her spot after listening to Abby’s warnings and she only came to her senses when that half witch said the air there felt stuffy.

What did she mean?

She was humiliating her again, wasn’t she? The nerve of hers!

She would remember this and wouldn’t spare her!

“Miss Ruby,” Alyssa called to her.

“What?” Ruby barked back.

And when that lowly half witch’s maid asked her to step aside so she could run after her master, Ruby felt like screaming at the top of her lungs.

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In truth, Alyssa didn’t mean any disrespect but to her already overheated mind, everything just seemed vexing.

Abby couldn’t point out the exact reason, but once she ran far enough, she found her whole body trembling as she slowed down to walk.

She looked at her shaking hands which were drenched with sweat and saw crescent shaped impressions across both her palms.

During the whole time she was talking with Ruby, her nails constantly found themselves digging into her palms, out of nervousness.

Talking about nervousness, it wasn’t the only thing she felt right now.

Along with anger, a bit of fear and traces of self doubt, there was another emotion wrecking her heart. right now, and it was ‘thrill‘.

Yes, she was so happy she could stand up for herself, she felt the satisfaction deep in her bones.

She never gave a thought if she would be able to confront Ruby before this, or anyone for that matter.

So the whole encounter with herself coming out as the victor, left her blood thrumming in her ears. She was thrilled, period!

However, just as she reached the corridor leading to the back garden, an absent minded Abby bumped into someone and it was a young man who seemed to be three to four years older than herself.

“Oh my god! I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking where I’m going,” she immediately apologized as she stepped back until she was at least two feet away from the young man who didn’t seem to have received any damage from their collision.

“It’s okay, it’s a corner, it happens,” the man said, sounding amicable. “Moreover, you seem to be in a hurry, just like me.”

*He smiled at her lightly and Abby was surprised that the man casually talked to her as if he couldn’t

recognize her.

But then, not many people knew what the king’s mate looked like, since she spent very little time interacting with people before she fell sick and then left for the Red River pack to meet Mirella.

On the other hand, Abby was sure she had never seen this man before. However, from the way he was dressed and carried himself, it was clear he came from an influential family in this capital.

He looked tall enough but not as tall as Micah. Her mate would easily have more than a couple of inches

on him, but he looked buff enough. Like a trained warrior. But then he was a shifter, so muscles were

something they were blessed with birth.

They both stood in awkward silence when Abby didn’t know what to say to him while the young man let his eyes roam around the corridor behind her as if he was searching for something.

For what was beyond Abby’s knowledge, nor did she have the interest to know.

She nodded at him as a parting greeting when she tried to walk around him, but was stopped by the man. “Hmm, excuse me, pardon me for delaying you, but have you seen a young woman in her early twenties?”

Even though the man couldn’t recognize her, he didn’t jump to conclusions just like others after looking at her attire which screamed simplicity and mediocre, not at all rivaling the status of a young lady from an influential family like Ruby.

He even apologized for wasting her time by prolonging this unexpected encounter. This left a nice impression on her.

So Abby decided to aid him in his search for this woman.

“A young woman in her early twenties?” Abby asked.

“Yes, she is my younger sister. I came here to meet her,” the man said.

So it was his younger sister!

But then she couldn’t really help him with such little information. “Can I know her name?”

If she knew her, she would help him directly, even though it was highly impossible given her almost non existent social circle.

Maybe she could ask Alyssa or Reyna to assist him.

Only she didn’t expect him to say a name so familiar to her.

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“Ruby! Her name is Ruby,” the young man said and Abby was stunned for a moment.

But then she thought it could be a coincidence.

“Ruby?!” Her surprise was evident in her voice.

“Yeah, you might know her. The former royal beta is our father,” the young man said. “Oh! I forgot to introduce myself! I’m Ezgar.”

Abby was taken aback and could only nod in response.

“So did you see her this morning?” Ezgar asked her, as if he had been searching for his younger sister for

quite some time now. He didn’t seem to mind that Abby didn’t return the favor and let him know her

name. “I don’t know where she went, and now I’m having a hard time finding her.”

It seemed he was really in a hurry to meet Ruby.

“I saw her going to the second floor earlier,” Abby blurted out unconsciously and immediately saw gratefulness on his face.

“Thank you, you are a life savior!” Ezgar exclaimed as he excused himself immediately.

Abby couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast between Ruby and Ezgar, even though they were brother and sister.

Arthur went to his son’s study, unable to comprehend his actions.

How could he hold his own mate’s wishes above the welfare of his people?

How could a king put anything before his people?

Even before trying to learn the truth, he came to the conclusion that Abby must be the one to ask the King to crown her immediately.

She must be scared that her position would be taken away from her, so she was pressuring Micah to

hold the ceremony as soon as possible.

And Micah should tell her off and keep her in line, instead of giving into her all the time.

If he didn’t control her, he would only bring troubles to himself.

His actions could guarantee a revolt from the people if they were to find out he actually neglected his duties to appease his own mate.

This madness shouldn’t be encouraged anymore.

He didn’t even knock on the door before pushing them open with a bang.

“Micah, do you even know what you are doing!?” The former king almost shouted as he looked at his

son who didn’t even bother to lift his head upon his intrusion.

He was immersed in the reports before him as he leaned over his table with this cold expression on his face, listening to his royal beta when Arthur rushed inside without warning.

Seeing that the former king had thrown out all the amicability, Alan could only excuse himself from the study, even though he was in the middle of discussing the information related to the impending rogue

attack.

“Why did you get that doubt?” Micah asked his father, his eyes still glued to the reports in his hands.

This was blatant disrespect!

Just because he was against his wastrel mate, his son was treating him like this.

“Doubt? It’s not a doubt. It’s an

accusation.” Arthur corrected his son, sounding exasperated.

*And why is that?” Micah asked,

. avoiding looking at his father.

“Because, as the king of this kingdom, you have some responsibilities. But you just can’t look past your mate’s needs,” The former king

his son.

Only then did Micah lift his head, his eyes full of coldness, as he pinned Arthur with this hard look so

unforgiving Arthur felt the hair on his neck raise.

His son was actually exuding hostility toward him.

“I’m the King of this kingdom,” Micah said, which sounded like a question instead, with his eyes

narrowed into slits.

“What do you mean by that?” Arthur was genuinely confused with the way Micah phrased his question slash statement.

“Exactly what I said. If you guys still remembered I am the king, you wouldn’t have entertained any

accusations or such,” Micah proclaimed, which left Arthur dumbfounded. “You would have had faith in

me.“.

Arthur was left tongue tied at his son’s words.

“Instead you still try to act like the king of this kingdom, trying to pressure me using numbers,” Micah exposed his father’s thoughts, which made Arthur feel annoyed. “Don’t forget you have already handed

over the reign to me, Father.”

Arthur couldn’t

couldn’t help but clench his fists when his son implied that he was trying to control him.

“It would be for the best if you come to terms with the fact that I’m the king now. And respect my ideas and decisions,” Micah said, emphasizing each and every word. “And if you are at least done accusing me right now, you shake you

leave. I need to arrange so many things for what I have in mind for next

week’s ceremony.”

Micah still didn’t tell Arthur how he was trying to lure the rogues to attack the palace with this

* ceremony.

And before Arthur could protest anymore, Alan could be seen entering the King’s study with several

other guards behind him.

It was obvious he mind linked them to have some sort of meeting. Knowing it wouldn’t be pretty if he tried to have an altercation with his son in front of all them, Arthur could only grit his teeth and leave the study.

Micah made it back in time to have dinner with Abby on the first day of their return to the capital city.

Abby was still under medication and Micah made sure she took her medicines like every time after the

dinner.

He was about to leave for a meeting with his royal gamma, Dex, when Abby remembered her encounter with Ezgar.

Ruby’s brother.

She told Micah everything about that chance encounter from this early morning before asking why he

seemed so different from his sister.

“Ezgar is a good man, you don’t need to overthink this encounter with him,” Micah reassured his mate

when he realized her concerns.

Only then she felt relieved. She just wanted to confirm if she should keep her guard up with him.

But since Micah said he was fine, then he was fine.

They walked to the sofa while talking and Abby thought Micah would kiss her on the forehead when he proceeded to sit on the sofa beside them.

“Little one, there is something I need to tell you,” Micah said after sitting down on the sofa as he pulled

her into his lap.

“Okay,” Abby said, falling into his embrace, when she noticed how serious he was, judging by his tone.

“I am planning to hold our ceremony soon,” he said and waited for her to react first.

“Okay, how soon?” Abby asked, trying to sound calm even though she was quite shocked at this sudden

news.

“Within two weeks,” her mate said slowly, as if gauging her reaction, since he knew how scared she was

the first time they planned to hold it within one week he first brought her to the capital with him.

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However, Abby didn’t plan to hide from things like her responsibilities anymore.

She promised to herself she would stay on his side in everything. So that was what she would do.

“Okay,” Abby said softly yet surely, putting on a brave face.