Chapter 52: Chapter 52

[Margaret’s Perspective]

I could never refuse Donald.

It was like lightning striking the ground between mates. Just a small spark could ignite all the passion between us. We hugged each other in bed. Such a time, place, and atmosphere shouldn’t have been interrupted by anything, but there was always something that dampened the mood.

“Knock, knock, knock.” There were hurried knocks on the door.

“Your Majesty, something has happened,” Elliot said from outside the door.

“What is it? If it’s unimportant, we’ll talk about it tomorrow,” Donald replied angrily, but our kiss was interrupted. I let go of Donald and calmed my breathing.

From the moment I heard Elliot’s voice, I knew that it was impossible for us to continue. Elliot wasn’t someone who didn’t know his limits. He knew that I was here. He wouldn’t have bothered Donald on a night like this if it wasn’t important.

“The Alpha and Luna of the Silver Moon Tribe have discovered a new attack in the forest.”

“What?!” I exclaimed. “Elizabeth!”

Donald glanced at me, sat up, and said loudly, “I understand. I’ll be right there.”

I was already putting on my clothes. I didn’t dare to imagine the terrifying consequences. Elizabeth didn’t know how to fight at all. Once something happened, she couldn’t protect herself at all. When Donald and I were in bed, Elizabeth was in danger. How could I be such a sister!

I felt a surge of guilt and endless worry. Armstrong and Elizabeth were together. Elizabeth should be fine. No matter what, Armstrong would protect her. They were Alpha and Luna of the pack. Nothing must happen to them!

“What are you doing?” Donald asked me with a frown.

“Didn’t you hear? Elizabeth was attacked. Let’s hurry over.”

“I won’t let you go to the forest at night.”

“What?!” I looked at Donald in disbelief. At this time, he was still carrying out that damn overprotective order?

“Stay here. I’ll go into the forest and see what happens. I’ll bring your sister back to you.”

“No!” I cried. “She’s my sister. I have to come with you.”

“There will be danger in the forest. You are safest here.”

“Isn’t it safe enough for me to be by your side?”

The two of us were already dressed and standing at the door, but we were still arguing over such a small matter of me going or not going. I was irritated by this. We shouldn’t be standing here. We should be rushing to the forest as quickly as possible.

“Your Majesty, Lycan King, there’s a message from Alpha Armstrong. He says there’s something new and he wants you to go over as soon as possible,” Elliot said from outside the door.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Let me go, Donald. I can’t be at ease staying here,” I said anxiously.

Donald’s eyes met mine, and I saw the light of compromise in them.

“You have to promise me that you’ll follow me closely when we enter the forest. You’re not allowed to leave my side.”

“I promise not to leave you.”

Finally, I saw Donald nod. He turned and opened the door. At the door was Elliot with a serious expression.

“Your Majesty, Lycan King, the message over there says—”

As they spoke, they were walking down the stairs in big strides. I hurriedly jogged after them.

“We’ll talk when we get there. Let’s hurry,” Donald said.

“Yes.” Elliot finally saw me following behind and said in surprise, “This… Is Miss Margaret coming along?”

“Yes.” Donald turned to look at me and said calmly, “Follow me later. If you’re afraid, you can hug my neck.”

For a moment, I didn’t understand what he was talking about.

The next moment, I saw Donald and Elliot transform at the same time. Two majestic wolves appeared in front of me. They were both more than three meters long. One of them had brownish-black fur and snow-white limbs. The other had silver fur. He was taller and more dignified than the other.

‘Come up.’

I heard Donald speak to me on Mindlink.

I tentatively stepped in front of the silver-gray wolf and touched his head. He shook his neck in frustration and opened his mouth to grab my shirt, throwing me straight onto his back. He did it so gently that it didn’t hurt.

Riding on Donald’s wolf, I saw the curious eyes of Elliot’s wolf.

Wolf did not like his head to be patted.

Donald explained it to me.

I had never ridden Wolf.

Wolf had never been ridden either.

“Actually, I can transform and follow you.”

I replied in embarrassment. It would be too eye-catching to let Donald carry me there.

You won’t be able to keep up. Hold on tight.

All I heard was a long howl. Then Donald, or rather Wolf, ran like the wind with me on his back. I instinctively wrapped my arms around Wolf’s neck. The scenery flew past me. The biting wind cut my face like a knife. I had to bury my face in Wolf’s thick fur.

I understood what Donald meant about me not being able to keep up.

The physical attributes of us ordinary werewolves were nothing compared to the royal Lycans. It took us only two or three minutes to reach the forest.