Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate Chapter 118 - Compensation

Chapter 118: Compensation

[Margaret’s Perspective]

Donald carried all the way back to the ward.

When he picked up, it was as if all the pain in my body had disappeared. After he put down, the pain seed to have returned.

I sat obediently on the bed and let Donald get a doctor to treat my wound.

It was as if just by looking at him, my pain could be reduced. It was said that a Mate’s relationship could heal everything. I felt that this was true. As long as Donald was by my side, I could face the entire world fearlessly.

My body was covered in superficial wounds. They were not serious.

After the doctor left, Donald sat down on the edge of the bed with and looked closely at the wound on my head.

“How are you feeling now?” Donald asked.

“Uh, I don’t think there’s anything else.”

Donald lifted my chin with his hand. I was reflected in his eyes.

Donald said, “The wound on your back was almost healed, but now it’s torn.”

His stroking fingers seed to have so kind of magic. I couldn’t help but rub my chin against his fingers and say, “So do you want to stay here until it’s healed?”

Donald sighed. “I only let you out for a day and you’re already causing this kind of trouble. Why are you training with Angel?”

“It wasn’t . Elizabeth called her over.”

“Looks like your family is good at causing trouble.”

Donald withdrew his hand. I couldn’t argue with Donald.

I had thought that only Elizabeth was a troublemaker, but with what had happened, I was in a lot more trouble than Elizabeth.

“Did you an what you said today?” I asked.

“What?” said Donald.

“You said you would tear her head off if she does sothing like that again. Is that true?”

“That’s what I thought at that mont,” Donald said.

“That would be cruel,” I said, frowning.

“I won’t let anyone who hurts you get away,” Donald said. “Besides, she’s already trying to kill you. Do you have to be kind to soone who did this to you?”

“It doesn’t make sense,” I said, tilting my head in thought. “We can’t treat people exactly the way they treat us. Besides, she’s your ex, isn’t she?”

Donald looked at for a mont, then suddenly laughed. He scratched my nose and said, “What are you trying to find out from , Coyote?”

“I’m not,” I denied. “But what happened today made realize the difference between and a real warrior. With my strength, if I go to battle, I’ll die for nothing.”

Donald’s smile faded. He looked at quietly and said, “It’s for this reason that I was unwilling to let you get involved in any battles. You just have to stay here and be protected by .”

“But you realize that this doesn’t solve the fundantal problem, right? Angel is right about one thing. If I don’t beco stronger myself, I don’t have the right to stand by your side.”

“Margaret!”

I put a finger to Donald’s lips and said, “I know you think I don’t need anything to prove myself, but everyone else thinks I do. I don’t want everyone to look down on .”

Donald opened his mouth and sucked on the finger I had placed beside his mouth. He placed it between his teeth and bit it gently. He said vaguely, “Alright, tell what you want to do. I’ll support you.”

“Really?” I looked at Donald sideways.

“Anything if you don’t get yourself into more trouble.”

Donald released my fingers and cupped my face in his hands. He spoke seriously.

“Then I want—”

I ran the finger he’d taken teasingly over the back of his hand and let my body get close to his, burying my face in his neck.

I felt Donald’s breathing intensify.

These days, I had been staying in the hospital. Donald rarely really inserted himself into as I was convalescing. Most of the ti, he did so borderline sex on the periphery. I knew that he must want .

“Baby, what do you want to do?” Donald’s low and charming voice sounded.

“I think I did sothing wrong. Can you give a chance to make it up to you, Donald?”

I reached into his pants.

Donald’s panting suddenly beca sexy. He was still wearing a neat suit. I guessed that he had just pulled out of so eting.

My body and hand slid down together. Feeling Donald’s gaze, my body quickly felt a familiar rush.

“Make it quick,” Donald ordered from above.

My fingertips trembled as I unbuckled Donald’s belt. I couldn’t wait to free Donald’s thing from his underwear. I rubbed it twice with my hand. His proud and upright front end was already hard.

Donald touched my head and said hoarsely, “Shouldn’t you apologize for what you did? Eat it.”

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