His Sweet Little Mate

Around midnight, when her mate finally decided he should give her a break from all the intense pleasure he showered her with until her toes curled and her breath came out short, Abby finally got a chance to execute her little plan.

The only problem was; her voice was too hoarse from all the begging while she just felt like falling asleep, because the king had worn her out so much, she could still feel her legs shaking even though it had been more than fifteen minutes since he cleaned her up down there.

She didn’t even have enough strength to complain that she was too sore, and she only felt a little better when her mate pitied her and wiped her down with a hand towel dipped in warm water, and finally joined her on the bed before pulling her into his arms until she was resting her head against his torso as he played with her hair.

Abby couldn’t believe her eyes, she felt like she was just run over by a carriage, but the man didn’t look like he exerted much energy, even though she had been the receiving one, since the king did all the ‘hard work.’

But his astounding physical strength wasn’t what caught her off guard the most, but the words that left the king’s lips when he noticed her fidgeting. “Will you tell me what you want to ask me now?”

Abby immediately lifted her head and looked up at him. “How do you know I have something to ask from you?”

On the other hand, the king just chuckled at her reaction, where after he tweaked her now reddened nose a little. “Your face gave it away.”

Abby couldn’t help but agree with him, be it the moment he was back or after they did it, she was a ball of nerves, and her face mirrored the exact. Moreover, Micah could tell that his little mate had

something on her mind when she tried to seduce him all of a sudden, but he still played along as it was really hard for him to resist her.

The only thing that wasn’t adding up was the reason that had made her resort to such an extreme method. She was usually too shy and slow at such things, so it was quite astounding that she went with such a bold yet effective method.

“I do have something to ask you, but I still don’t know how to say it,” Abby admitted, knowing fully well there was no backing from it now since it already came to this.

“You can say anything you want,” Micah said, feeling she did have that freedom with him.

“Well, I want to know your thoughts on extending punishment to Leon’s family, after all, Ruby and her mother were just following Leon’s wishes…” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Since there was no better way to put it into words, Abby could only be upfront about this, and she could see her mate frowning immediately

“I feel maybe you should spare their lives and punish them with a lighter sentence…”

Abby actually went ahead and asked him to reconsider their punishment when Micah didn’t say anything and just listened to her.

On the other hand, Micah really didn’t expect this turn of events, of all the things that should be bothering her, Abby was actually thinking about someone who was not important to her at all.

“Why did you remember them all of a sudden?” Micah’s question left Abby speechless, because she never once actively seeked him over this matter. She really thought it had nothing to do with her, so she didn’t get involved then, and Micah understood her stance.

But if she was talking about them now, and even asking him to reconsider their punishment, someone must have asked for a favor from her… who could it be?

“I just thought they were women with no power against Leon…”

Abby didn’t know why she hesitated to rat out Ezgar, since he was the one who had made her ask Micah about this, but she still faltered when the king gave her a look, as if saying he could smell her lies.

“Little one, who made you do it?” Micah cut to the chase, leaving Abby tongue tied. For some unknown reason, she didn’t want to say Ezgar’s name, but her man had all the patience in the world for her.

“Little one, do you think it is good to have any secrets between us?” Micah wasn’t angry or surprised, but he wouldn’t leave this matter until she divulged the entire truth, because he didn’t want there to be anything that could lead to any misunderstandings between them.

When he put it like that, Abby couldn’t help but recall how she made a scene when Micah didn’t tell her about his plans to use her ceremony as a stage to lure those rogues to the capital, so he could stop them from attacking another pack like they did to the Black Claw pack.

If she did the same thing now, it wouldn’t be fair for him, so the girl finally relented, but Micah didn’t give any reaction then either. “He sought me when I was in the garden, and asked for a favor. I thought what he said made sense, so I wanted to ask you about it, but I didn’t promise him anything…

“He also said that he just needs me to bring this matter up in front of you, and ask you to reconsider if Ruby could be spared.”

“When did he talk to you?” Micah only had this one question when Abby was finally done with her explanation.

“Earlier this evening, why?” Abby found it odd for Micah to focus on that part alone.

“Nothing.” Micah shook his head as he fell deep in thought, before Abby’s voice pulled him out again.

“So, will you spare Ruby?” Abby looked at him, she didn’t know what she was expecting his answer to be.

But the only answer she got was silence for an entire minute before Micah said she shouldn’t think too much about this. “I have to consider so many things to make a decision, little one.”

Neither his words, nor his face gave away whether he would go through their punishment, or revoke it.

“As for Ezgar, I’ll talk to him,” Micah said, pressing her head to his chest again, effectively closing the topic, and Abby could only drop it when Micah looked like he was done talking about it.

“Sleep, little one, your head will ache from too much thinking,” the king teased her a little as he pressed his lips to her forehead, slowly coaxing her to sleep when she kept staring into space.

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The first thing he woke up the next day, Micah sent someone to summon Ezgar to his study, and by the time he left his bedroom, he got news that the man was already waiting for him.

“My King,” Ezgar bowed to Micah as soon as he saw him, but the king didn’t acknowledge his courtesy as he ignored him until he walked over to the chair behind the table where various reports lay waiting for him to be read.

Only then he pinned his subject with this blank look. “Do you know why you are called here?”

“I think I can take a guess, my king,” Ezgar answered Micah, not betraying what he was feeling either.

“Then do you think I appreciate the reason for this?”

Ezgar lowered his head for a moment, as he bowed to the king with an arm crossed over his chest, pressing his fist against his heart with an audible thud. “I apologize for seeking the queen without your knowledge, but I didn’t have a better idea to save my sister and mother. I have only done it out of desperation. Please, show mercy, your highness.”

Micah recalled what Abby told him, how Ruby and her mother might not be aware of all the things Leon did, because men like him wouldn’t let women get involved in too many things. But he still didn’t say anything when Ezgar continued to plead that only his father was in the wrong and his sister and mother were innocent.

“Just because my father operated from my house, both those innocent women were dragged into this, moreover, my sister is still young, she doesn’t know anything. She doesn’t even understand how politics work, so I hope you could spare her,” Ezgar pleaded with Micah earnestly when he didn’t say anything for a while.

It wasn’t clear what he was thinking as he still had this closed off expression on his face, while Ezgar continued to bow to the king.

“Okay, I’ll think about it, you can leave now,” Micah finally said, and saw how Ezgar thanked himself profusely.

“Then, I’ll not disturb you anymore!” Ezgar bowed until he bent half of his body, however, before he could stand upright again, he heard Micah speak again.

“You shall not disturb the queen again.”

“Pardon, your highness?” Ezgar asked out of instinct, but this time Micah was clear about what he wanted to say to him.

“Stay away from the queen, chief.” Micah gave him a pointed look, warning the man to steer clear off his mate.

“Yes, My King, I’ll not cross the line again,” Ezgar promised in an instant, knowing fully well what the king meant.

Micah looked the man in the eyes for a moment longer before nodding at him to leave. Ezgar bowed to the king once again, and thanked him before turning around to leave the study.

However, the hand he fisted to salute the king earlier only tightened further once he was out of other’s sight as his expression hardened all of a sudden.