Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate

Chapter 57: Untrappable Prey

[Margaret’s Perspective]

“What are you doing?” There was a sudden clap of thunder in my ear. I wiped the corners of my eyes in embarrassment. Why did it always have to be like this, facing my lover in such a sorry state? It was obvious that if I was given another 10 seconds, I could have controlled my emotions and pretend that nothing had happened. Then I would calmly follow Elliot back.

But Donald had already grabbed my hand. I tried to struggle, but Donald flipped his hand and pressed me against a tree. I had no choice but to meet his gaze.

At first, I saw the anger spewing out of Donald’s eyes. Perhaps there was also worry. Then, surprise flashed in his eyes, and the pressure on me weakened. I thought he must have seen my red eyes. I really didn’t want to look so weak in front of him, but this wasn’t something I could control.

“What are you doing?” Donald asked.

“Nothing,” I replied gloomily.

“Margaret, I don’t like it when you don’t tell me something.”

I saw his handsome brows furrow.

“I don’t like it either,” I replied.

“What?”

“I don’t like it when you don’t tell me something either.” I used my hands to grip the tree trunk behind me. I always wanted to grab something when I was nervous.

“I’m protecting you.”

“Yeah.”

I knew that we didn’t make sense to each other on this point. I made a low sound in agreement.

“What time is it? You’re still running around alone.”

Donald used his hand to push away a strand of hair in front of my eyes and tucked it behind my ear. His actions were very gentle. I didn’t know why, but my tears wanted to fall again. Perhaps people were like this. They could not give in to any power, but it was easy to give in because of a little gentleness. In the small world that I shared with Donald, I felt once again that our hearts were close together.

“I don’t like you talking to me like that,” I muttered.

Donald’s fingers touched my lips. He wanted me to shut up. He was trying to control me again.

I tilted my head and opened my mouth to bite his finger. He didn’t dodge. He just stared at me steadily. I exerted a little force and sucked his finger with my sharp canine teeth like a small animal.

“We’ll talk about this when we get back. Now, go back with Elliot.”

I nodded and looked at him from the bottom up.

I heard his breathing becoming a little rapid. I deliberately circled his fingers in my mouth with my tongue. I wanted to tempt him. In front of Angel, I liked to see him lose control over me. I felt like a hunter at this moment, waiting for the most handsome, gorgeous, and impossible prey in the world to take the bait.

I deliberately raised my neck and showed my vulnerable throat to Donald. It was a gesture of submission. Now, I was both Donald’s prey and the hunter. There was no difference between capture and being captured.

Unsurprisingly, I saw Donald leaning close to me. His hands were around my neck, giving me a slight feeling of suffocation. I had to tilt my head back again to keep breathing.

His fingers were already out of my mouth, and he drew a lewd line of water across his lips. In the next moment, his lips were on mine. He always tasted so good. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hooked one leg around Donald’s waist.

Here, in this forest where danger could happen at any moment, in this second, I let Donald briefly forget his identity and responsibility as a Lycan king and do ridiculous things with me. This little madness excited me. He was mine. No matter who came here, no matter where, Donald was mine. No one could take him away.

The kiss didn’t last long, but it satisfied me.

My heart, which had been constantly worried about him, was filled with this kiss. Perhaps this was why I had come to him. When Donald and I separated, his eyes were as calm as ever. Our clothes were not ruffled at all. He took my hand and walked around the big tree to hide. Angel, Elliot, and a bunch of royal Lycans I didn’t know were still waiting there.

I looked at them calmly and met Angel’s scrutinizing gaze without avoiding it. I smiled at her. I saw surprise on her face and then she immediately gave me a beautiful smile as well. It was the same smile she had given me when we first met. It was the superior smile of someone who belonged to the elite.

She was trying to tell me that she had never seen me as her opponent. But she had already lost such a provocation because Donald was mine.

What she didn’t know was that she couldn’t be my match now. The only people who could stop me from being with Donald were ourselves, but we had already decided that we appreciated each other, so such a thing would never happen.

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