Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate-Chapter 224: Bad hunch
[Margaret’s POV]
Today was the second day Donald led the assault team into the Misty Forest.
I woke up early, or, to be more precise, I had not truly closed my eyes all night. Insomnia had taken hold of me during the night spent apart from Donald.
Even though Donald had obtained new information from Elizabeth and explained to me that there was a high chance of success for the mission, I still felt uneasy inside—a very bad premonition lingered in my mind.
And as it turned out, my worries were not unfounded, or rather, the specific people and events I worried about were not quite accurate, but my sense of foreboding for the situation was indeed extremely precise!
When Benjamin informed me that Elliot’s injuries had suddenly deteriorated, I was a bit stunned; things had developed into the most complex and urgent situation possible.
At this point, Elliot could no longer wait for Donald, not even for a minute. He had to leave the Silver Moon Pack immediately to seek a good doctor and better medication at the Palace of the Wolf royal family.
"Are you saying we must leave right now? But Donald hasn’t returned yet, and we don’t have a Lycan capable of taking control of the entire situation. How are we supposed to coordinate this?"
I said, my brow furrowed as I looked into Benjamin’s eyes, full of confusion and anxiety.
Benjamin was, of course, very aware of the severity and suddenness of the current situation. He ran his hands through his disheveled black hair, looking utterly exhausted and guilty!
"I’m sorry, Miss Margaret! I have failed the trust His Majesty placed in me; I couldn’t keep Elliot’s condition from worsening. I am so sorry to put such pressure on you, but I can’t just watch Elliot die! I want to save my friend, to seek one last chance at life for him!"
As Benjamin spoke, his eyes hardened with determination.
I could actually empathize with the complexity and guilt Benjamin was feeling at the moment. The words I had just been brewing in my mind to persuade him and myself now seemed impossible to say.
I looked at the pale-faced Elliot lying in the sickbed, took a deep breath, and said, "I understand. I’ll take full responsibility for this matter from now on."
After saying this, I pondered for a moment, then lifted my gaze to Benjamin, my mind already made up, "There’s still a portion of the assault team left in the pack, not many, but enough to form a Guard Team to protect both me and Elliot on our return to the city. There’s no other option now!"
"Inform them at once, leave the Lycan patrol on the outermost perimeter of the forest, then have the rest of the Lycans stationed in the pack assemble in half an hour. We need to march back to the city urgently! We can’t stay passive waiting for Donald, we must leave for the city immediately. I will discuss the rest with Armstrong. Go, make it happen."
Benjamin seemed stunned by my decisiveness and efficiency, giving me a blank look before suddenly springing into action to deliver the orders.
I was aware that to these Lycans of the Wolf royal family, I was not the absolute and legitimate Lycan Queen.
Since being with Donald, a lot had really happened, without any time for ceremonies. This made me worry whether these Lycans would truly heed my command, whether my authority over them was enough?
The situation had developed so suddenly and urgently that I didn’t have much time to ponder these things; I could only do what needed to be done, adopting a firm and resolute stance.
Armstrong received the news that I was to lead the team taking Elliot back to the Palace and immediately came to find me at Donald’s residence, with Elizabeth following closely behind. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
"Margaret, listen to me! I advise against such a risky action. There are too few Lycans in the pack now; they cannot ensure your and Elliot’s safety. Departing now is gambling with your own security!"
"The Lycan King would never allow you to act so impulsively and dangerously. You must stay, wait for the Lycan King to return safely with his team, and then make other plans."
I, of course, heard Armstrong’s words clearly and understood his disapproval and concerns about the situation.
He was always a steadfast and practical worker, never one for taking risks or acting without substantial certainty.
"Ruth, go check on the vehicles at the entrance and see how the preparations are going, then help me move these important items into the car. Leave the rest here; we’re pressed for time right now."
After instructing the maid to take care of mine and Donald’s luggage, I turned back to face Armstrong and Elizabeth, who was looking at me with a face full of concern but not speaking a word.
Seeing that I wasn’t responding, Armstrong, somewhat agitated, shook his head and urgently said, "I’m talking to you, Margaret! Did you hear me? You can’t be so willful!"
