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?"

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

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

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

still

in his desperation to make this woman understand how absurd her claims were. "Woman, you will turn insane

the other hand, Abby was dumbfounded by his reaction. Was he the same person who tried to kill her twice? And her bewildered expression seemed to have conveyed her thoughts clearly to the former

watching the man stutter until no sound came out of his mouth. "Well, you don't have

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

you thought. There's

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

"What?"

looked at him funnily. "I don't think I have to explain

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

little agitated. But he didn't realize he had set himself up for disappointment. "Unfortunately, no." Abby answered him grimly. "There is this weird barrier that has been preventing me from

is there?" Arthur looked hopeful when Abby nodded in affirmation. "Then...

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

Micah had really died, the bond would have shattered

pay enough attention to her that he didn't realize Abby didn't feel crushed, both literally and figuratively, with Micah's

come back without his king if he was still alive, Arthur believed his son had died, just like everyone