Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate-Chapter 295: Nomination

[Margaret’s POV]

"I know you love your mother very much and don’t want to upset the balance between us three because of some insignificant people, so..."

Before I could finish speaking, Donald suddenly interrupted me.

It seemed he pondered a lot before he started speaking again, "So, this won’t set a precedence. If you ever feel aggrieved like this again, you must tell me right away, no matter who it is."

The meaning of ’no matter who it is’ here implied that no matter who made me feel aggrieved in the future, even if it’s Licia, Donald would stand by my side.

I understood what he meant, and I felt even sweeter inside, but I wasn’t surprised at all.

Donald has always been a ruler who acts with integrity and propriety. He wouldn’t blindly take sides just because the person who did wrong was his mother; he has his own standards and thoughts for judging situations.

I nodded gently, knowing that the matter would be set aside for the time being.

Now that I had successfully solved the mystery of who ’Levi’ was, it was time to discuss the real business at hand!

"Then whom do you plan to send to support Eric? Christian is indeed very reliable, but if he goes to Lilo Sea, won’t you lack someone by your side to manage affairs and speak for you? He’s just returned to Royal City not long ago, isn’t it too tight a schedule to send him out on a mission now?" I asked Donald.

Donald surely had a better idea of how to plan these things. He looked at me, smiled lightly, and replied, "I have someone better than Christian in mind. Want to take a guess?"

At his words, I raised my eyebrows slightly and looked at him with curiosity in my eyes, "Who are you talking about? It’s not Elliot, is it? He’s just recovered from his injuries. How can you be so cruel? In that case, it’d be better to have Christian endure a bit more!"

Seemingly unsatisfied with the ’accusations’ in my words, Donald smiled mischievously and suddenly pressed his lips harshly against mine!

"Hmm? Donald! You..."

After a moment, Donald gazed at my slightly swollen lips and smiled happily, his eyes curving up, "You’ve been caring about this or that all day long; do you even have room for your husband in your heart? This is your punishment! Let’s see if you dare to talk about other men all the time after this!"

Disoriented by that passionate kiss and somewhat baffled, "..."

"Alright, let me tell you who it is! I actually just thought of him, sending him will definitely be unexpected for ’MASTER’, even Eric might not guess." Donald spoke with a generous tone, moved his fingers, and a new phone number appeared on the screen of his phone.

It was Anthony!

The Beta of the Silver Moon Pack that came to Werewolf Royal City with Armstrong and Elizabeth to attend mine and Donald’s wedding — Anthony.

"Why send him?" I asked Donald, not quite understanding.

"I’ve said it before, he’s a talent not to be missed, and I admire him. Plus, I have an intuition that he won’t reject my offer this time. Coming to Royal City is a very wise choice," he explained.

Donald answered in this manner, but my heart was filled with more doubts and confusion.

The next day at lunchtime in the refined and exquisite dining room of Eastern Shine Palace, the person who walked in behind Clark, who had opened the door, was a figure I was very familiar with.

At first, I thought it might be Elizabeth and Armstrong who had arrived, and I was quite delighted, but to my surprise, it was Prince Henry.

"If I’d known, I would’ve come a little later, not to disturb the intimate lunch of you newlyweds," Henry said, rolling closer in his wheelchair with a beaming smile.

I set down the cup in my hand, turned my head towards him, and nodded politely with a smile as a form of greeting.

Donald glanced at him and responded indifferently, "Knowing that is enough; make sure to have Clark announce you next time before you come in."

Henry’s eyes widened in surprise at Donald’s attitude and he responded with a lack of words, "Ah, you’re right. I’ll definitely pay attention next time."

I listened to the bickering of the two brothers, feeling resigned, then smiled and intervened, "Enough now, do you have to start arguing the moment you meet? Are you still three-year-old kids? Have you had lunch yet, Your Highness? Would you care to join us?"

Although our last encounter with Henry had not ended well, today, we all tacitly avoided mentioning the past, as if it had never happened.

"Really, sister-in-law? That’s wonderful! I’ve been running errands for this guy all morning and indeed haven’t eaten anything yet!" Henry exclaimed with joy.