Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate Chapter 303: Anthony faked his death to escape 303

[Margaret’s Perspective]

"Margaret? Is that you, Margaret? You must find a way to save Elizabeth and Alpha, they were injured and kidnapped by a group of werewolf rcenaries..."

"Cough, cough, cough, I feigned death to escape from their grasp, and you and Lycan King must find a way to save them! These rcenaries are strong, unlike any we or Alpha have ever seen before, and they also call themselves the Rebels!"

"I hope to provide you with so useful information. You must save Elizabeth; she was injured in the battle! Alpha as well..."

The voice of Anthony was intermittent, and his tone was very weak and powerless. I think if not for his strong will that kept him going until our rescue arrived, he should be unconscious and lying on the ground right then.

Upon hearing Anthony ntion that Elizabeth was injured in the battle, my heart felt as if it were fiercely grasped in an instant. I urgently asked Anthony, "Do you know where they took Elizabeth and Armstrong eventually? In which direction did they possibly go? Are Elizabeth’s injuries severe? Where was she hurt?"

While I anxiously questioned Anthony, Donald had already tightly held my hand. He could always keenly detect when my emotions were disturbed, "My love, calm down. Now that we have found Anthony, we will follow this lead and surely find Elizabeth and the others. Don’t worry, I’m here for everything!"

After considering briefly, Donald then instructed David, "Now, ensure Anthony’s safety and get him back to the Palace first, then deploy soone to continue tracking the whereabouts of the Silver Moon Pack. Inform imdiately if there is any news."

"Moreover, the royal wedding ceremony is about to start soon, and the Royal City Patrol Team you lead cannot be negligent at this ti! I have a premonition that today’s ceremony will not go smoothly."

Donald said this and looked up at , his beautiful eyes flashing sothing inscrutable. I opened my mouth to say sothing to him but was quickly interrupted by David over the phone.

"Understood, Your Majesty! Anthony just passed out, and I’m bringing him back right now," David responded aloud.

The words I wanted to say were choked in my chest. Looking at Donald, my eyes were sowhat tearful. At that mont, I was completely clueless about what to do, but thankfully, Donald was still as rational and calm as ever, my only pillar of support!

I dared not think about the pain of losing Elizabeth, so I forced myself to stay strong and believe in my God-like mate.

At that ti, Donald’s thoughts were the sa as mine; he rose and embraced , his tone tender yet indisputable, "Trust , everyone is going to be safe today. Our wedding will proceed perfectly and smoothly."

I buried myself entirely in Donald’s embrace, nodding tearfully in agreent.

And it was only after everything that day ca to an end that I truly understood the imnse pressure my mate had been under! Of course, all of this was still to co.

Donald did not stay and cuddle with for long, for he had many things to handle, and at that mont, all I could do was take care of myself, not distract him or hold him back, and at least be his beautiful and dignified bride, which was comparatively a simpler task.

When the first bell of the afternoon rang in the great hall, I knew the mont had finally arrived—the grand and solemn wedding of the century between and Donald!

Ruth was very anxious behind , as if she were the one entering the ceremony hall, and through the huge mirror in front of , I looked at her and gently reassured, "Don’t be so nervous, everything will be fine."

Upon hearing this, Ruth looked at with a worried gaze, biting her lip and anxiously responding, "How could I not be nervous, Lycan Queen? I am both happy for you and worried about what might happen next..."

"Miss and Alpha have not had any news up to now, and I’ve also heard from ministers outside that many guests have not arrived for today’s wedding ceremony; they do not endorse your wedding with His Majesty and are making a final collective protest!"

"Also, the werewolf packs in the suburbs seem unsatisfied with the Royal Family’s post-disaster handling—they’re causing quite a stir now! I have a very unsettling feeling, constantly feeling that today..."

I raised a hand to lightly touch the beautiful and pure white veil on my shoulder, calmly and irrefutably stating, "Don’t worry, no one can stop my and Donald’s wedding. This is a mont I have long awaited, and I will not allow anyone to ruin it."