Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate Chapter 68

Chapter 68: I Want to Hear Your Explanation

[Elizabeth’s Perspective]

“Why did you co to the forest? Did sothing happen to the pack again? Did you leave in the afternoon to co here? Armstrong, why didn’t you tell anything? I’m your mate, the future Luna. I have a right to know everything that happens in the pack,” I enunciated each word.

Armstrong said nothing. I heard Margaret’s explanation.

However, that was not what I wanted to hear. I just wanted to hear Armstrong’s explanation. I wanted him to look at more, but he would never do that!

“Anyway, I’m going back now,” Margaret said.

I saw her step back. Armstrong imdiately followed her and stopped. I tugged at the bow on my skirt and looked at them indifferently.

“Wait,” Armstrong said. His eyes fell on Margaret and he said to her, “Let Anthony take you back.”

I watched Margaret and Anthony leave together and turned my gaze to Armstrong.

I’d seen him many tis.

When we were young, Armstrong always attracted the most attention in a crowd because he was the son of an Alpha. Even when we were young, we were drawn to him.

Our father was still a Beta in the pack. Many tis when he went to the Alpha’s house, our father would bring us over, but Armstrong wouldn’t play with us. Whenever I saw him, he was either reading in his room or training outside the house. We would always catch a glimpse of him. I didn’t pay too much attention to him then.

After we grew up a little, Armstrong was always a hot topic of discussion among the girls. He was tall, handso, talented, knowledgeable, and had a good upbringing. And he had an enviable eight-pack that seed to be walking hormones. We happily discussed who would beco his girlfriend. It seed to be so kind of glory or proof of our charm.

Then he beca Margaret’s boyfriend.

I felt a little jealous then too because Margaret was better at everything than except when it ca to boys. But she found the future Alpha of the pack as a boyfriend. She was very likely to be the future Luna. We were twin sisters, but I would never be better than her in any way.

Later I accepted the fact that Margaret had Armstrong and I had Anthony. I calmly looked at Armstrong as if he were an Alpha.

However, he beca my mate.

The abs, perfect physique, and enviable noble status that I had once coveted now belonged to .

When I first had all of this, I felt like I was on cloud nine. I beca the focus of attention in the pack. The way everyone looked at filled with satisfaction. The way I looked at Armstrong was also filled with love. He was attractive to . He exuded the unique charm of a mate.

And now, I no longer knew what to think of him.

Did I love him? I still had an urge for his body, and it was difficult for to reject him. If he wanted to, he could coax with his words or actions. But other than that, I had to admit that I had never felt moved by Armstrong. My heart and body seed to be two separate and distinct parts. His coldness and indifference made sad. We were intimate and yet distant.

“Are we going back too?”

“Do you still want to do training?”

Armstrong and I spoke at the sa ti. I pursed my lips and pulled the sleeve of my blouse.

I didn’t expect Armstrong to believe what Anthony had said at the last minute. Even Margaret could tell that I wasn’t dressed for battle. How could Armstrong not see such an obvious thing?

I t Armstrong’s eyes, and I suddenly understood that Armstrong didn’t believe Anthony. He just wanted to train for combat, although he never said it because he knew my personality and never held any hopes for .

But he wanted to be like Margaret, good at fighting and handling matters, like a proper Luna.

It was just that I wasn’t that kind of person. In our relationship, we might have tried our best to change to adapt to each other, but that wasn’t who we were.

“We were just taking a walk here,” I said. “Anthony was showing the terrain.”

I didn’t want to participate in training, and I didn’t want to force myself to do such a thing.

“I’ll stay in the camp. I won’t have to face any battle.”

“Hmm…” Armstrong nodded. He didn’t force . He said, “Do you still want to take a walk?”

I couldn’t go back on what I had just said, so I could only nod in agreent.

Armstrong didn’t take my hand, which made feel a little depressed, but I followed him.