Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate Chapter 147 - Ambushed

Chapter 147: Ambushed

[Elizabeth’s Perspective]

“I still have so things to take care of.”

Armstrong pulled the door open and walked out.

I stayed alone in the room, feeling dazed. I felt like a heavyweight had smashed into my heart.

Armstrong didn’t reject directly, but I felt as if my heart was being torn apart by intense waves of pain. I threw myself onto the bed and started crying into the pillow.

Half the pillowcase beca stained with my tears. I had wanted to use my body and our mates’ ties to make Armstrong change his mind, but he still rejected . He was unwilling to stay. I didn’t know what else I could have done to prevent this outco before leaving the pack.

[Donald’s Perspective]

Over 50 casualties in a night of attack.

These tragic numbers made physically and ntally exhausted. Fortunately, I still had Margaret.

When I arrived at Margaret’s side, covered in blood, she accepted without reservation and gave support after my initial handling of matters relating to the injured. I really should thank the Moon Goddess for giving such a good mate. This was the luckiest thing in my life.

After we marked each other, we didn’t have much ti to enjoy the intimacy.

“Margaret, I hate to say this. But you know you have to leave now, right?” I said.

I thought that she would protest as she had done before. I was even ntally prepared to persuade Margaret.

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But Margaret accepted the situation without complaint.

I wasn’t sure if this was because our relationship had grown even stronger after the Mark, but after we had marked each other, I did feel that I could understand her emotions and know her thoughts more deeply.

I kissed her forehead. She carried my scent with her. At this mont, touching her was as natural as touching a part of . It also made worry less about her safety.

After the Mark, even if we were out of the Mindlink communication range, I would know her state through special perception. This was much more convenient than any communication thod. After all, words could lie, but the mate’s perception allowed you to have the other party’s heart.

I got out of bed and sat up, my thoughts drifting to last night’s attack.

The attack on the Red Sun Pack the day before did not take place inside the pack. In this grim situation, all the packs were on high alert.

However, because the Red Sun Pack was constantly attacked like the Silver Moon Pack, and their patrol was not as powerful as the Silver Moon Pack, many of the werewolves who lived there were thinking of leaving the Red Sun Pack and going to the relatively safer Silver Moon Pack.

There were very few warriors among these people, and on the way to the Silver Moon Pack, they were attacked. It was difficult for a team on the move to defend themselves. Coupled with their scattered formation and lack of combat preparation, almost half of them died the mont the enemy launched a sudden attack.

Fortunately, the support team I had dispatched happened to bump into them, and they managed to save the rest of the people and bring them back to the Silver Moon Pack. In the middle of the combat, so patrol warriors from the periphery of the Silver Moon Pack joined in, and so of them sustained light injuries.

The enemy attack ca faster than I thought. I needed to talk to the reinforcent troops I had deployed.

Margaret’s soft hand rested on my body. Her beautiful flaxen hair rested against my chest, emitting a seductive fragrance. Her presence at my side cald my heart even more. I wouldn’t be so easily overtaken by anger. At the sa ti, my mind beca calr.

I looked down at her and stroked the smooth skin on her back from top to bottom. I would definitely miss her after I sent her away from here. If I was entirely selfish, I really wanted her to stay. She could comfort well and make whole and strong with her body and soul.

But this was unfair to Margaret. It would put her life at risk. I preferred to see her safe and well.

The other undeniable fact was that as long as Margaret was within the range of my senses, I couldn’t stop myself from focusing so of my thoughts on her. It would affect my judgnt and fighting. It would be unfair to the lives of the warriors who supported .

We quietly enjoyed this last mont of silence.

Margaret had to get out of here. She had to prepare to leave. I wanted her to leave today. I would send my best warriors to protect her and make sure she was safely out of this dangerous area. And I needed to make the next deploynt plan once I knew more about the situation.

The enemy had blown the war horn. We had to unite whatever forces we could use and et the enemy head on. At this juncture, the Silver Moon Pack needed to join forces with the Red Sun Pack to defend their hos.