His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

Chapter 77

After dismissing his father and making arrangements for him to return to the palace, Micah rushed to the guest bedroom, where Abby was being treated.

Even though he tried hard to cut his conversation with Arthur short, it still extended more than he liked and Micah felt annoyed for not being able to stay beside Abby while she needed him.

Even while talking with his father, all he could think about was Abby.

Since her mark hadn’t started healing, their bond was still fragile even though it had been ten days since he marked her.

He could only sense her emotions very vaguely, until her excruciating pain only amounted to an utterly slight discomfort in his chest.

So, he wasn’t really sure what was happening with her and it didn’t sit well with him.

However, only when he hurried to her side did he realize that summoning Nadia was a better call.

‘How did it go?” Micah questioned the healer as he could see there was no frown on Abby’s face anymore.

“We managed to reduce the pain, but the wound won’t close…” Nadia was hesitant to continue.

“She hadn’t woken up yet.” MIcah finished for her as he sat on the chair placed right beside the bed, holding Abby’s hand. “Anything serious with the mark?”

“We don’t know for sure yet. But once Abby wakes up, we are assuming it will start to heal.”

It was Mirella, who answered the King this time.

And Micah understood what she wasn’t actually saying. Even he had that theory.

Maybe Abby didn’t even réalize she was marked, because of how weak her body was now, coupled with the muscle burning pain his forceful mark inflicted on her.

At least, it didn’t get infected like they feared.

So after receiving a brief rundown on her condition, he dismissed the four women before he laid beside his mate.

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finally able to breathe a little easier. Abby would

up, he hoped her healing

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but by the time he came to himself, he realized he

he didn’t feel any

could see Abby hugging him firmly, as

so raspy, maybe because it had been a while since she had actually spoken, other than screaming in pain. On a second thought, her throat might

him more than a

whe… re… are….

chuckling after understanding her

him, while holding onto

he remembered her wounds and tried to unclasp her hands from around his waist, but

don’t… go, Mi…

know

pain was greatly reduced if she could ignore her wounds and hug him like this, but he knew it wouldn’t

resort to talking

as he rubbed her hair, which was now cut into half of

Micah didn’t have another choice but to snip off the damaged

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him after she

words as she nodded her head, which was on

seeping into his shirt the

“Little one, don’t

he reached out to hold Abby’s hand that was about to seek her neck as if the girl wanted to swat away the

gasped. “Mark?” Abby tried to shout, but it came out muffled, as a result of her mouth being pressed into Micah’s

her eyes were

marked you,” the King revealed, thinking this wouldn’t register

recounting every little detail, starting from Calpin’s attack to her power backlash, then

think about how much of their conversation she would remember when she

didn’t want her to aggravate her condition, and if talking to her was giving her the reassurance that he wouldn’t go anywhere, then talking was what he would do.

each sentence of his, or how she didn’t interrupt