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?"

user and then turning to nothing but dust, but here his mate was, still being delusional that by

because she wouldn't agree to hold a funeral for him no matter water.

could see how exasperated the former king was, but her claims weren't really baseless.

is still alive? No, that's not

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

tried to kill her twice? And her bewildered expression seemed to have

sound came out of his mouth. "Well, you

worry in such a way, it sounded completely opposite to the word. And Arthur glared

of delusion or daydreaming like you thought. There's no

killed a few brain cells of his every few seconds.

"What?"

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

Arthur looked like

agitated. But he didn't realize he had set himself up for disappointment. "Unfortunately, no." Abby answered him grimly. "There is this weird barrier

bond is there?" Arthur looked hopeful when Abby nodded in affirmation. "Then... then... what do you want me

felt it was hard to wrap his head around the concept of joining hands with Abby, so it was difficult for him to

feeling the bond itself was a huge positive sign. If Micah had really died, the bond would have shattered long back, and

that he didn't realize Abby didn't feel crushed, both literally and figuratively,

could come back without his king if he was still alive,