His Sweet Little Mate

The sun was just peeking from behind the horizon as the cool morning breeze swirled into the room through the slightly opened window of this guest bedroom.

Even though it wasn’t particularly chilly, Abby felt this need to snuggle closer into the warmth that surrounded her frame as she slept comfortably on this big bed.

Bed? She didn’t remember falling asleep on any bed. Just when this thought struck her. subconsciousness, Abby felt this comforting scent filling her lungs, making her feel especially good.

What was about this scent? It was so calming and refreshing, the girl couldn’t help but smile int

content.

However, this pleasant confusion didn’t end there. Her skin started erupting in sudden but blissful goosebumps which actually made her want to hum in delight, as the awareness started prickling her senses.

On the other hand, feeling his mate slowly come to herself in his arms, as she snuggled closer to him with each second that passed until it was impossible for anything to come in between them, including the air, the King couldn’t help but press his lips to her forehead as a silent sigh of relief escaped his chest.

Only he knew how confused and frightened he was when he saw her collapse in his arms within. seconds of feeling relieved to be able to hold her again after the emotional roller coaster that strange witch put him through.

Recalling that moment still made him shudder and he couldn’t help but nuzzle her cheek to wake her up completely, so that he could really breathe with ease.

And when the girl finally opened her eyes with this adorable yet confused expression on her face, the King felt this sudden urge to kiss her all over her face.

“Good morning, little one,” he said, his voice hoarse when he had to suppress his sudden desire for his mate. “I’ve missed you.”

The sincerity in his voice was so raw, Abby felt her heart melt. Literally.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but then her voice wouldn’t come out as her throat was completely dry.

Realizing her discomfort, Micah immediately reached out to the small tumbler of water on the bedside table before pulling himself into a sitting position while leaning against the headboard.

He then swiftly yet gently pulled Abby up and into his arms again until she could rest her head on his shoulder so that she could drink the water comfortably.

“How are you feeling?” The King asked the girl once she looked a little better as color slowly started returning to her pale cheeks.

Abby shook her head, indicating she was fine and when she tried to pull back from him, Micah actually tightened his arms around her, as if he did not want to let her go for even a second.

Seeing this, Abby wanted to tell him that she just wanted to look at his face but the King beat her to it as he inhaled sharply. “Just a moment. Don’t move.”

His voice left no room for negotiation.

Abby was shocked to hear his desperate tone and before she could wonder what made him sound so out of character, the King continued his plea.

“Just stay like this for a moment. You don’t know how scared I was when you didn’t wake up no matter what I did yesterday.”

Micah couldn’t help but hug her even tighter, as if he would mend her into himself if he could as he told her how helpless he felt once she fell unconscious.

Not just helplessness and fear, he also felt this all consuming rage.

If not for the fact that his little one was still clinging onto him, despite being unconscious, he would have barged into the hut to drag that witch out himself to demand an explanation.

No.

If he thought back to that point, Micah was sure he didn’t have a big enough heart or a patient enough mind to spare the witch when he recalled how Abby screamed, cried and then apologized in a broken voice in less than two hours while he could do nothing to stop it.

He would have killed her with bare hands, woman or not.

Consequences could be damned for all he cared! He wouldn’t even have given a f*ck before snuffing the life out of her.

However, before he could really go berserk and ordered for this hut to be burnt to ashes with the witch in it, he saw Mirella actually walk out of the hut with a cool expression on her face.

The woman even had the audacity to look directly into the eyes of the King when she softly briefed him with what happened to his mate, seeing the unspoken question in Micah’s eyes which were now flashing between rage and fear.

Rage at the witch for landing his mate in this situation, while fear that Abby was hurt in any way.

“Don’t ever do that again,” Micah literally pleaded Abby, his eyes mirroring the emotions he was feeling afresh.

Every time he recalled her fainting like a lifeless doll, Micah felt like destroying something.

On the other hand, the raw fear in his voice made Abby’s heart thump faster as she could feel his sadness like her own.

“I didn’t mean to faint like that,” Abby said truthfully, not understanding how to respond to his genuine confession.

Hearing her, the King couldn’t help but chuckle at her cuteness. “I know, little one. You were just

exhausted.”

Micah said as he shifted Abby until she was straddling his lap. For some reason, hugging her like this was something the King enjoyed a lot even though his lower body couldn’t help but disagree with him.

It was pure torture to suppress his desire for his mate while hugging her this intimately.

So to divert himself, the King lunged back to the current topic of their conversation. “She told me a part of your memories had been sealed.”

The witch didn’t hold back at all once the King was calm enough to hear her out.

She told him how she noticed Abby’s scar was a bit unusual and made connection with the little details he provided in the secret missive he sent her.

Apparently, that sealing of memories also caused Abby to be unable to feel the mate bond between them.

But she didn’t explicitly point out her findings in front of all the warriors waiting outside. She was actually wise enough to put a small but invisible barrier around them three to keep this conversation confidential, showing how shrewd she could be.

Since the King wasn’t patient enough to follow her into her hut or somewhere far from the others. even to have this conversation, she was quick witted to think of a solution for this problem.

The King would give her that.

On the other hand, Abby couldn’t help but nod her head against his chest. “Yes. It’s still a little unbelievable.”

“I agree,” Micah said honestly, remembering what else the witch told him.

His mate was actually a magic user, who awakened her powers at a very young age.

This was really unbelievable and the King was genuinely surprised that Abby actually had the blood of a magic user.

Because Riley, Abby’s mother, was a magic user. This turn of events was something he didn’t expect

at all.

And he couldn’t decide whether this was a good thing or the opposite.

Riley didn’t just seal Abby’s memories, she also sealed Abby’s powers at the cost of her own life even though she managed to save Abby’s life due to her own power clash.

What could have compelled her to take that step?

Micah couldn’t brush this thought off so easily when Riley’s actions implied this matter was too complicated.

However, for now, he didn’t have any leads to gather information on Abby’s mother, Riley, who was apparently a magic user in hiding.

So the King decided to push this matter to the back of his mind as he focused on his mate.

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“How do you feel now?” Micah asked her again while Abby couldn’t understand why he asked a question he already had an answer to,

Even so she decided to humor him as she put her silent answer from earlier into words. “I feel good.”

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She couldn’t help remember the sweet warmth she woke up surrounded by in the morning as she snuggled closer to him.

On the other hand, the King fell silent as he hesitated a little before saying what was on his mind.

next.

He wanted to know if she was able to feel the mate bond between them now that the seal had been removed by Mirella,

But then he couldn’t help but think that Abby was really exhausted right now to have that

conversation.

These two thoughts warred in his mind for a moment before he decided to give it a bit more time.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

The only problem was his need to get closer to her. It was overwhelming. He had to distract himself.

Micah rubbed her neck absentmindedly, wanting to touch her skin as he plunged deep into his thoughts. However, he didn’t notice how Abby almost gasped at their skin contact.

When Micah continued to touch her neck, Abby felt her skin erupt in goosebumps again and she immediately recalled she felt the same before waking up.

When the King kissed her forehead, the feeling was even more intense.

Abby, who was silently enjoying the love the King was showering her with, immediately started touching his bare chest as if she was trying to find out something.

And as soon as her bare hand touched the man’s hot skin, Abby shivered at the sudden spark.

Abby couldn’t believe this.

Not to mention that pleasant scent. Even though she wasn’t a full shifter and couldn’t have exceptionally good sensory abilities, her senses were still sharp enough thanks to her father’s werewolf blood.

But she could tell that pleasant scent wasn’t something unfamiliar to her. From the moment she met Micah, everything about him grabbed her attention.

Even his scent, which slowly but surely became one of her favorites.

What changed was the intensity with which everything about him affected her this morning.

It was overwhelming as well as all consuming, not to mention comforting.

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Abby realized how her need to get closer to Micah had taken a different direction from wanting to be loved by him just because he was someone who stood up for her in a long time.

This feeling was completely different.

His presence, no, thoughts of him alone were enough to make her feel giddy.

As if she was suddenly love struck, this delicious feeling thrummed through her entire body whenever the King’s skin met hers.

And she was well aware of what that meant. This was all because of the mate bond. She could finally feel it.

And it was exhilarating beyond possibilities.

“Micah,” Abby called suddenly, pulling the King out of his thoughts.

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On the other hand, Micah couldn’t help but groan when Abby actually called his name on her own. accord. Not to mention her soft and enchanting voice.

Meanwhile, his groan sent a shiver through her spine. Even his voice became more pleasant to her ears. Abby noted.

“Yes, little one,” the King answered his mate, his voice carrying a hint of indulgence as he paid her full attention.

On the other hand, Abby didn’t have any doubts about their bond anymore as she smiled at Micah before touching his cheek.

Both of them shuddered at the delicious spark that erupted at the slightest caress.

So this was how Micah felt when he realized she was his mate?

Abby felt she had the answer to that question. So when she lifted her head this time to look closely into Micah’s eyes, the King could see something change in her.

“I want you to mark me, I mean it.”

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