His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

"You got a letter from where?" A distinct frown could be seen on Micah's face when he asked Abby this question.

"My father," Abby said, as she shrugged her shoulders with an expression that portrayed 'I know, right?.' "I'm positive that it is his own handwriting."

The girl handed over the said letter to her mate, who didn't waste another second before scanning the few words that were scribbled on either side of the cheap excuse of a paper.

As soon as Micah returned to their guest bedroom, where his mate was waiting to have dinner with him, Abby dropped this news on him.

"Before anything, I need to tell you something really important," Abby said to the king, when Micah told her that their dinner would be brought to their room, even though his mate didn't make any requests that might involve herself avoiding the kitchen again.

The girl didn't know why Micah suggested eating inside, but it worked well in her favor, only Abby wasn't really thinking about how to avoid people from her pack tonight.

Like she said to herself, there were far more important things to take care of before wallowing in her resentment and annoyance. So she presented her mate with the truth immediately, because she still couldn' decide if she should ignore this letter altogether or not.

On the other hand, the king couldn't help himself as he scoffed at the three sentences that screamed that it was all just a trap, a very poor one at that. "It stinks like a trap."

"I too think so, because Hanna said they both willingly joined the rogues," Abby recalled. "There was no way they were torturing him three months later, like they just discovered who he was."

"You think he was working for them?" The king asked his mate when he noticed this deep frown between her brows.

"Or with them," Abby breathed out, her shoulders sagging in the next second. She didn't want to guess what led to what at this moment, and seeing her deflate, Micah pulled her into a hug. "What do you think we should do about this?" Abby asked him a while later.

"I need to think about it a bit," Micah said, because no matter what Ryan was still her father, even though he was the very person who made his daughter live in misery.

He exiled them in hopes he could cut them out of her life completely, but they still managed to worm back into her thoughts. He needed to make sure the problem with them was dealt with with no negative setbacks this time around, so he decided to think really hard about it.

do the thinking," Abby said, as she tightened her arms around his waist. She really didn't have the energy right now to spare

back a little before holding her

let her finish her question as he leaned in for a sudden kiss that confused her even further. Because this kiss was so different from all the times he pressed his lips

with her lips when he felt her relax completely, where her strained neck muscles gradually loosened under his tender caressing. But the look that he gave her afterward was unnerving, as if he could see right through her, and

her head with both

Abby denied immediately, even though she stiffened a little

reaction, but only proved Micah was right. And with him holding

or annoyed that Abby tried to lie, he was just worried. So he was very patient with her as he pressed his lips to her mouth that kept opening

and saw how Micah sighed in the next

there was someone who could never run his patience thin, it was this girl alone. He could never lose his cool with her, so he resigned to his fate and pulled her

already mindlinked someone to notify Alyssa that they would eat a little later, so no one would be

strands. It was only half of what it used to be, because he had to cut off the burnt hair after her face off with Calpin. He half expected her to chew his head off for snipping her hair

was how he knew any reaction from her would ever be without cause, even though she would let her

pack?" Micah wasn't blind or slow. He had

a constant shelter between her eyebrows recently wasn't

enough, the girl in his arms stiffened again, but this time it was more obvious,

could still evade if he

Micah had been asking her why she had been

me, little one." Micah patted her shoulder as a gesture of encouragement, knowing how she always tried to keep everything in. And the

even though it took her quite a while to gather her thoughts. "Whenever I

arms, and he felt his heart ache for

every word that slipped past her lips, Micah understood why she never bothered to bring