His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

All the way to the old tower, Arthur held baby Arlo, while Deion followed the trio silently. He couldn't decipher the expression on the queen's face, but he had his guard up.

The last time Neesha, the former queen, met Abby, she had been pretty violent, given Abby was a heavily pregnant woman. But Arthur's mate didn't seem to be in a state to distinguish between right and wrong until she slapped the queen, almost making her lose her balance. Had it not been for Alyssa, Abby would have been heavily injured, by extension putting the baby in danger. So, forgive him if he didn't regard Neesha's status if she tried to harm Arlo, or his queen mother.

Queen Abby asked him to prioritize Arlo's safety, it didn't matter who was the opposite person, he was going to follow that order through and through.

On the other hand, Abby still didn't know what to expect from Neesha. The woman had been extremely sweet to her the first time they met, but then she learned Abby was a half witch and all hell broke loose. She turned so agitated, she even tried to kill her. Then she slapped her when she met her again. This would be the third time she met the woman who gave birth to her mate. She had mixed feelings about this whole situation.

Just before they reached Neesha's bedroom, Abby stopped Arthur. "Are you sure she is calm enough for this meeting?"

"Absolutely, like I said, she is his grandmother, she wouldn't harm her own blood and flesh."

"Coming from you, these words hold less conviction." Abby's jab was unintentional, but she didn't give Arthur a chance to retort or defend himself as she pushed the door open. "Let's hope you are right."

Abby held out her arms for Arlo before they could enter and Arthur was sensible enough not to deny her as he calmly handed over the mumbling mess in his hands.

Arlo smiled as soon as Abby came into his view again, he seemed to love the adoring gleam in his queen mother's eyes whenever she looked at him, so he unconsciously responded to her affection with equal passion.

Only then they entered the room, and Neesha could be seen lounging on the small sofa which was placed a few feet from her bed.

room was simple, but filled with enough furniture. It didn't scream wealth and whatnot. But every piece of furniture had some

been plaguing her senses for quite some time now. Looking at her room, Abby felt a little bad for Neesha. For a shifter to fall sick

pry into her well being or health condition as her complete focus

closed, seemingly waiting for news from Arthur, stirred upon their arrival and when she saw the small bundle in Abby's arms, all her torpor flew out of the window

as she just walked further into the room, still holding Arlo close to her chest and stopped when she was

had a hard time finding words, but then she settled for an hesitant

to kill her twice after spreading all those nasty rumors about her, still hadn't apologized to her properly. Moreover, the woman looked

it too much. "You can look

give her the benefit of doubt and do something like letting her hold Arlo. Call her paranoid, but her

crushed when Abby asserted that she wouldn't let her touch Abby's son. For a second, she thought of convincing her otherwise, but then she remembered she still had to amend some weakly holding out bridges between

she swallowed past the complicated emotions clogging her throat before nodding her

her arms until his face was visible to Neesha before

saw tears brimming Neesha's eyes. "He

their family thing, all the men in their royal family possessed these strikingly beautiful blue eyes but Neesha

second. Abby couldn't help but smile. Neesha was a gentle soul. Abby could see the look of longing in her eyes to hold Arlo,

solemn expression on his face, and her thoughts to remind him they had to leave for the procession got stuck

she had to end the procession where she and baby Arlo go along the streets of the capital in an open carriage to greet their people.

it?" Abby asked