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

Chapter 154 - A Glass of Warm Milk

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Chapter 154: A Glass of Warm Milk

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

[Margaret’s Perspective]

I shook my head to get the random thoughts out of my head and went to the closet intending to rummage through my packages.

But as I flipped through them, my mind started wandering again.

I really didn’t want to leave here, leave my pack, and leave Donald.

I knew that Donald and I had already communicated about this matter. I shouldn’t go back on my word, but was there any possibility that I could stay here and fight alongside Donald?

Even if I didn’t stand on the frontline with him, I could stay in a safe place where I could get news of him every day, and kiss and hug him.

I couldn’t bear to leave Donald. I didn’t want to be separated from him.

I thought of Elizabeth again. Donald had said that he would send Elizabeth and me away from here. Shouldn’t Elizabeth come to me first? Did Donald know Elizabeth’s location?

Moreover, I wondered if her relationship with Armstrong improved. I only saw Armstrong at the meeting just now…

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[Elizabeth’s Perspective]

I heard the door being pulled open. For a moment, I thought Armstrong had returned.

But then I sensed from the scent he was emitting that it wasn’t my mate. It was Anthony.

I sat up in bed with my back to him and wiped the tears from my face, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

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Anthony stopped at the door. He must have seen the blood on the sofa. He knew that Armstrong had been here. For a moment, I didn’t know how to face him. In the same room, in the same bed, Anthony and I had done the most intimate thing.

I heard Anthony’s footsteps leaving. Now, as I was about to be rejected by my mate, was Anthony, the only one who cared about me, going to give up on me too?

The tears that had lingered at the corners of my eyes were about to start flowing again. I got out of bed, tidied myself in front of the mirror, and walked out of my room, trying to pull myself together.

But I bumped into Anthony. He was holding a glass of warm milk and looking at me in surprise.

“You—you didn’t leave?” I looked equally surprised.

“I saw you in bed and reckoned that you had not eaten. I went to the kitchen to make you something. But I only found milk, so I added some oats. See if it’s what you like.”

I reached out and took it. The milk was the right temperature. Oatmeal without sugar was the diet I’d been eating since I was 14.

In the past, Armstrong and Margaret would mock me for being a useless ‘princess’ who only knew how to doll herself up, but they had never thought about how much effort I had put into maintaining such an appearance.

The figure and face I had now were not a given. Being beautiful required time and hard work.

Could it be that only what they did was valued? Wasn’t beauty itself of value?

I slowly finished my glass of milk. It was very good at tamping down my stomach, which had been empty since morning.

Anthony took the glass from me naturally. I felt my mood lighten.

I looked up at Anthony and said, “I saw you surrounded by people this morning. Have you finished your business?”

Anthony nodded and said, “I saw you in the crowd this morning and you left before I could say hello. I thought you might have gone home, so I came to look for you.”

With that, Anthony looked around and said, “The Alpha has been here, hasn’t he?”

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The corners of my mouth twitched. I really couldn’t smile, so I gave up. I lowered my head and said gloomily, “Yes. He came back and we talked for a while. Margaret said that the Lycan King would send me and her away. I’m packing my luggage.”

“You’re leaving here?” Anthony looked troubled.

“It’s useless for me to stay here anyway. No one needs me at all.”

I slammed the glass down on the table, looked at my open suitcase, and began to take out some of the clothes inside and stuff other clothes into it.

I now felt that the clothes I had put in earlier were not suitable to be taken to the royal Lycan pack. I should pack clothes for all the seasons. There was a chance that I would never come back.

“Elizabeth…”

I heard Anthony’s voice behind me.

“I don’t know if it’s appropriate for me to say this, but I want to ask you nonetheless. Do you need someone to keep you safe on the road?” Anthony said with his head lowered.

“The Lycan King said he’d send an escort… Wait!”

I suddenly understood what Anthony meant. I looked back at him.

“Are you saying that you want to be my guard?”

“I can beg Alpha. You’re the Luna of our Pack. You should be protected by the best fighter in the Pack.”

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