His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

"It's nothing but a suicide mission."

There was no way Arthur could bring himself to agree to something like this and put not only himself but also his soldiers in danger. And danger didn't even begin to cover what they had to go through if he dived in blindly to fight that man.

Calpin was a dark mage. The people of this kingdom weren't even familiar with normal magic users, and they would choose to keep them at arm's length even when they encountered one.

Their kind was literally despised in this continent, often pushed to the back of the mind and rarely tolerated. It was so rare for witches to be accepted, even Mirella couldn't be considered well respected, even though the late alpha of the Red River pack seemed to have no problem letting her live so close to their pack.

It was safe to say that they knew next to nothing about the magic users or how to deal with them, let alone dark magic users like Calpin, who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Meanwhile, Abby expected him to react like this, and understood where he was coming from, after all, she fought Calpin herself, and knew how unmerciful and cruel he could be.

But he must be stopped, regardless of whatever it took, they at least had to try. Not just to save Micah, but also because of the chaos he would stir in this realm once he completed what he started all those years ago before the great witch stopped him and locked him up.

It was her responsibility to stop him for the greater good, just like her ancestor had done. Just like her own mother tried before she fell victim to his cruelty. If her mother had been alive, she would have dealt with him no matter what. Just like the day she died, where she fought with him even at the brink of her death.

But her mother failed, because she was greatly injured trying to save Abby, who had a sudden power backlash. For a while, Abby struggled with the harsh truth, she didn't feel she deserved to escape death that day. She wished she had been the one claimed by death, instead of her lovely mother.

Then she was forced to face Calpin, right in the middle of a f*****g chaos back in the Black Claw pack, where that bastard tried to burn her mate alive. At that moment, she finally understood why her mother didn't hesitate to put herself between death and her daughter.

Seeing your loved one in agony, how could you be able to sit back and do nothing? She couldn't either, and that was how she found herself fighting Calpin, because she wanted to do everything in her power just to save Micah.

in danger again. She had already had to delay this for so long, just to be able to give birth to her precious baby safely, but only she

reaching for the mate bond, just to make sure Micah was still alive. Her heart was lodged in her throat long back, and it

not knowing why

have hesitated. But it would only complicate things and they would be running in circles, with no possible solution to this problem. So she took a deep breath and regarded Arthur again. "I

be on the line if we make a move

deaths on both sides, always them ending up with the short end of the stick. Because, Calpin didn't really care about

base, and the former king was left to think his own

did you forget the outcome

"Isn't that what I'm saying,

power?" Abby wasn't agitated or anything, she just wanted the former king to understand

as she patted her son, who was still fast asleep in her arms. But

warriors who know nothing but relying on brute force to get things done." Arthur couldn't convince himself to feel it was

It's been months, and we don't know what kind of situation your son is in right now." She took a

Micah too, but I don't think this is the way

ideas then?" Abby was

then it wasn't

Alpha James after the several times Abby escaped death by that dark magic user's hands. "I don't deny he tried to kill me several times now. But do you think he

Abby clucked her tongue. "Exactly. You do realize his main aim is to conquer this kingdom, right? So even if I was captured or killed by his hands, he would still