His Sweet Little Mate

The moment Mical left the carriage, Abby felt her surroundings closing in on her as the vicious growls reverberated in the fight that was happening right outside this carriage echoed through the walls of this and the sounds reminded her of the moment the King killed that guard.

The same moment she opened her eyes only to find a severed head clamped between Micah’s black beast’s canines as blood dripped down the fur on his front, as he growled low under his breath.

When the horrifying images from that night replayed in her mind without her interference, the girl couldn’t help but cower into a corner and hug herself tightly,

Abby didn’t know how to stop the images from racking her consciousness when the growls and shouts of killing each other out there kept ringing in her mind.

Moreover, this was the first time she had ever heard how rogues fought, with no restraint and care while the sound of beasts tearing flesh and limbs apart from body’s so vivid in the clear evening wind, her whole body started shaking.

She curled herself into a fetal position and closed both of her cars with her palms as hard as she could, wanting to block out those horrifying sounds, but there was no use.

And this was the same position the King found his mate in, the moment he hurried back to the carriage to check on her.

Only Micah knew how surprised he was when his mate broke into silent sobs as twin streams of tears flowed down her eyes the moment he tried to get her attention to tell her that the threat had

been removed.

“Abby, little one,” Micah called her as he pulled her into his lap just as he settled beside her.

Only the girl was inconsolable as she wouldn’t stop crying her eyes out. And this left the King helpless.

“Little one,

did you get hurt somewhere?” He asked her softly as he rubbed her head and back while hugging her close.

He knew there wasn’t a chance for her to get hurt. Dax literally guarded the coach like a watchdog to ensure his future queen’s safety, not to mention it was a direct order from his king.

However, in response to his question, the only thing he got was a subtle head shake from the shivering mess in his hands. Had her head not been pressed to his chest, he would have missed her

answer.

But learning she didn’t get hurt wasn’t enough for his worries to disappear, while the girl would say nothing but hug him tighter with each second that passed.

Maybe because she was frightened by the fierce battle just now, she was having a breakdown like. this.

On the other hand, Abby didn’t know how to answer his questions while the urge to crush herself to

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him only intensified with every breath she took.

How could she not hug him closer when the thoughts of losing him kept racking her mind?

Yes, Abby was scared that she would lose Micah.

She saw how he was strong enough to kill a warrior in one swift move. Moreover, he wasn’t the King of this Kingdom for namesake.

He was both able and capable.

However, the stories she heard about the rogues killing people with no rhyme and reason if they turned feral took the major seat on her fears and the thought they might kill Micah wouldn’t let her wait in peace just like the King expected her to.

He was the only person she had left in this world, and if he too left, her life would only be more miserable.

On the other hand, Micah could only try to calm her down when he didn’t have any idea why she was crying hysterically until she felt short of breath.

It took a while for Abby to calm down, but when the king tried to ask her what happened or sit her beside him, she clung to him like a baby koala and Micah could only laugh at her sudden protectiveness.

Hugging him like that, she fell asleep once her tears dried up, not willing to loosen her arms around his waist even in her sleep. Like he would disappear from her sight if she didn’t hold him. tight enough.

Disappear?

Micah looked at the sleeping girl in his arms, only then did he understand why she was this afraid; it was not because she got hurt or that she had been frightened by the fight out there.

It was because she thought she might never see him again. She cried for him.

The King felt this warm and fuzzy feeling tickling his heart when he thought back to the moment she started crying. It was out of relief, even though it seemed a little silly.

However, Micah couldn’t deny one thing. No matter who, no one ever felt this scared to lose himself.

And this thought made him smile as he kissed her forehead before mindlinking Dax that they were ready to go.

Because of the rogue attack, they could only reach the premises of the Red River pack just before the sun rose on the third day since they started from the palace.

However, Alpha Samuel, the Alpha of the Red River pack, who received a secret missive that the sovereign had planned to drop by his pack beforehand, came down to the borders of his pack’s territory to welcome the King and his entourage when he learned that the sovereign got delayed on

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his way here.

“My king.” Alpha Samuel knelt before the King’s coach as the few warriors he brought with him. followed his cue and showed the courtesy the King deserved. “I’m terribly sorry that you have to experience this kind of thing while you were on your way to our pack,” Alpha Samuel, along with his warriors, kowtowed to the King as he apologized profusely.

Micah didn’t bother to greet the Alpha in return as several other things occupied his mind right now. He just nodded his head once before joining Abby who just woke up only to find so many warriors kneeling in front of their carriage.

When they all greeted her, addressing her as a lady, Abby almost cowered back again. But her promise to Micah kept her from completely giving away herself as she managed to nod at them a little.

Before she could even think of asking them to get up. Dax beat her to it as he narrowed his eyes at the Alpha. “Instead of wasting time like this, why don’t you show the way to your pack house so that we can interrogate those pieces of trash?”

Dax had this sinister smile on his face and the Alpha couldn’t help but tremble at the viciousness in the royal gamma’s voice.

This interrogation was going to be very creative.

Once they reached the pack house, Micah told Abby to stay put in the guest bedroom prepared for them. Her maids would keep her company while the King had to go away to deal with something.

Even though Micah didn’t let up anything, so as not to worry her, Abby could still put two and twor together.

Micah was going to interrogate those rogues himself.

Screams and growls filled this dark dungeon as the rogues alternated between pleading for mercy and threatening to kill their torturers who wanted to make them talk.

They were stubborn enough not to submit even when they were beaten to an inch of their lives.

Watching from the side, Dax couldn’t help but admire their resolve since it was something rare to be seen in rogues.

Rogues were generally uncontrollable, yes, but they were not suicidal. And the rogues that had been. attacking the capital city for the past few days had been nothing but suicidal.

Moreover, these few were so different from the rogues they encountered usually in several other factors. They were organized, moved according to a plan, the most important anomaly of all, they were coordinating in groups while cooperating with each other.

Rogues couldn’t do any of these things.

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The more he thought, the more he felt how odd this situation was.

And such variation must definitely be dealt in an equally cruel way. Usual torturing techniques. brough no fear out of them.

The royal gamma felt the need to take the things into his own hands.

However, just as Dax was about to step forward, he saw Micah walking into the dungeon with Alpha Samuel in his tow.

Now, this is going to be interesting.

“Did they say anything?” the King asked his royal gamma, his eyes hard and fixed on the rogues that were snarling with reddened eyes.

“Not yet.” Dax said with a knowing smile. “Maybe they need a touch of royal treatment,” he smirked.

The King looked at his royal gamma, but the latter just shrugged. He even opened his hand as if to offer the stage to the sovereign.

On the other hand, Micah was more than happy to extract information from these bastards.

Everything about these rogues was out of norm, while there was nothing ordinary to this situation.

Moreover, how did they end up attacking an ordinary looking carriage that took that route last night of all places? Not to mention it was around two days of journey from the capital, where they were attacking the most recently.

Since their trip was supposed to be completely confidential, how did the rogues end up attacking them so accurately?

Was it purely coincidence? Or did they have prior information!

These few questions had been circling his mind since the attack and his blood would boil everytime he went back to the thought Abby would have been implicated or even injured, had they succeeded and got to her.

He had been holding back from exploding from the fury he had been bottling up as he still had to take care of Abby. But the girl was now secure and he didn’t have to refrain from doing what he wanted to do. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m not particularly feeling patient right now. So, what else should be coming out of your mouths other than mindless garbling?” Micah’s voice was even, but his words were enough to make the rogues shudder a little, as the aura around the King’s frame turned particularly dangerous at this

moment.

He walked to the rogue with the least wounds among them as his beast emerged to the surface. before razor sharp claws elongated from the tips of the fingers of his half shifted hand.

“So, were you guys aware I was in that carriage?” Micah said, but before he had completely uttered the last word, the other rogues watched as he crushed the head of the rogue before his feet swiftly.

Blood splattered everywhere while the other rogues kept snarling at the king.

Because they were made to eat the crushed Rottingbane leaves, they couldn’t shift and could only fight in their much weaker human bodies.

On the other hand Micah was completely calm as he shook off the gray matter from his claws as he proceeded to lock on his next target.

This time, he swiftly cut off two rogues‘ heads before turning to the others.

“Still no one wants to speak?” Micah casually dropped this question as he drove his claws into his next target’s eyes, finishing him off in an instant.

Dax almost bumped his fist into the air when he saw how the remaining rogues dropped their jaws while their eyes widened at the King’s display of strength.

“They finally understood whom they were dealing with,” Dax smirked as he whispered to Alpha Samuel excitedly, while the latter remained silent.

In a matter of few seconds, nearly five of the rogues were killed in the most brutally possible ways until only four left.

As such Micah’s approach didn’t take long to yield results as the smallest of them all finally caved in. “W–we we–were aware,” he said, his voice almost inaudible.