His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

"Even if you can't bring yourself to care enough about me, you should think about Arlo." Abby was patient enough to continue her monologue when Arthur couldn't muster enough courage to admit a woman way younger than him had a valid point in her explanation. However, she could tell the man was genuinely thinking about her proposal about joining hands with her to fight the actual enemy. He just needed a little push, and she had the right kind of weapon in her arsenal.

"Mirella is back with some really potential leads." Abby could immediately see the wheels turning in his head.

"Leads on Calpin?" Arthur asked breathlessly, as if even saying his name left his stomach churning uncomfortably. "What kind of lead? A location?"

"Well, we still have to investigate a little."

"What do you mean?" Arthur was confused now, how could she not know?

"We couldn't get to the interrogation part yet, as they were busy dealing with you. If you had just let them breathe for a second, they could have done something about the investigation." Abby sighed when the man couldn't put two and two together. "It is like this, Mirella captured one of his followers...."

She then explained how Alan and Dax were busy with his little shitshow in the great hall, which infinitesimally delayed any interrogation Mirella hoped to get done in the protection of the palace. If the royal beta and royal gamma weren't occupied with dealing with Arthur's scheming on top of their other responsibilities, they would have gotten something out of that captive by now.

"So what you are saying is..." Arthur couldn't bring himself to complete that sentence. Well, his mind failed him after the word 'is.

"We need to work together if we want to capture Calpin, you interfering only hindering any progress I painstakingly made."

There was that word 'interfering' again, he couldn't tell if she was mocking him or not. But the words next left her lips grinded his thoughts to a screeching halt.

"If we can trace Calpin, I'm sure we can save Micah..."

"You lost your mind. Woman, can you stop daydreaming for a second?" Arthur hissed when Abby brought up his son being alive again. "How can you still be so stubborn that you can't distinguish delusions from reality?"

to nothing but dust, but here his mate was, still being delusional that by some miracle, Micah would come

peacefully, because she wouldn't agree to hold a funeral for him no matter water. He wanted to shake her until

claims weren't really baseless. Only before she could explain it to

that he is still alive? No, that's not right! You are really crazy to even

unable to do anything else in his desperation to make this woman understand how absurd her claims were. "Woman,

who tried to kill her twice? And her bewildered expression seemed to have conveyed her thoughts clearly to the former king,

stutter until no sound came out of

worry in such a way, it sounded completely opposite

of delusion or daydreaming like you thought. There's no chance I'm wrong about it." Abby was quite confident

Abby only killed a few brain cells of his every few seconds. It was really exhausting. "Mate

"What?"

bond between us; it still hasn't snapped." Abby looked at him funnily. "I don't think

couldn't help but jab when Arthur looked like he suddenly

him on the other end?" Arthur got a little agitated. But he

Abby nodded in affirmation. "Then... then... what do you want me to

his head around the concept of joining hands with Abby, so it

whether Abby could feel Micah on the other end of the bond or not, feeling the bond itself was a huge positive sign. If Micah had really died, the bond would have

pay enough attention to her that he didn't realize Abby didn't feel crushed, both literally

and knowing there was no way the royal gamma could come back without his king if he was still alive, Arthur believed his son had