His Sweet Little Mate novel (Abby and Micah) novel Chapter 137

As they expected, it proved to be next to impossible to persuade the king to leave his mate’s side once he found out about Abby’s pregnancy.

“Like I said, you don’t get to decide what I can or can’t do.”

The severity in his tone was something none of them could ignore, no matter how worried they were about the king’ health.

Having realized there was nothing they could do to make the budge from his stance, Dax and the others could only give up.

“But, you should let Nadia and Gloria continue to take care of you both,” the royal gamma insisted, braving to throw a tantrum, fearing that Micah would ask to be ignored, so that they could treat his mate instead.

“Your health is equally important, my king.” Alpha Samuel supported the royal gamma.

Since the evening he woke up, Micah had been rooted to his spot beside Abby, sitting still on the edge of the bed, while urging healers to take care of Abby. “Since she is pregnant, you should wake her up as soon as possible first.”

Only after endless persuasion, did Micah finally agree to let them help himself as well, but not before hinting at them to focus on Abby more. “I’m much stronger than her.”

His argument wasn’t based on nothing, Abby indeed had a weak constitution when compared to himself, but the healers were already relieved that the king didn’t stubbornly refuse to be treated until Abby woke up.

Despite suffering great injuries from falling down the cliff, with his remarkable healing ability and the extra boost of his royal bloodline, he began recovering miraculously faster after regaining consciousness under Nadia’s care.

“But you lost so much blood until you were knocked out cold for four days straight,” Dax reminded him. Because the damage he sustained was truly great, otherwise he wouldn’t have lost consciousness like that, for several days in a row at that.

Even though there had been great progress in his recovery rate, he wasn’t back to his completely healthy self yet.

He wasn’t properly healed yet, but he was already running around, insisting that he wanted to take care of his mate himself, instead of recuperating responsibly.

He just wouldn't listen to them and their concerns only increased when the girl slept through another full day, without showing any progress in recovering whatsoever.

The king looked like he was going to go crazy when Abby didn’t show any signs of waking up even after he sat by her side day and night

It had been almost two days since he woke up, which also meant it was four days since she fell unconscious.

After dropping the news of her pregnancy, Dax gave him a detailed report of how he found her in a creepy cave-like place.

“She must have been scared silly when I didn’t wake up in the woods, just like me right now,” Micah mumbled to himself as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

Just like he claimed, he was much stronger. His recovery rate spiked once he regained his consciousness, and color returned to his pale complexion gradually.

It had been four days since he woke up already, but the girl in his arms was still sleeping without any intention of relieving him from this misery.

“Wake up, little one, I miss you,” Micah sighed across her skin, which was still devoid of the sweet flush whenever she was near him. Just looking at her was enough to make his heart clench painfully.

From the moment he found out that he was going to have his firstborn, Micah didn’t leave her side.

From feeding medicine to his mate and giving her a sponge bath to changing her dress, everything was being done by him.

Probably, his silent prayers seemed to have reached the heavens, because the next moment, there was finally a slight movement from the girl in his arms. His little mate just tightened her hold on the front of his shirt.

It was almost midnight, so the king had already dismissed everyone. On the grounds that they should be on standby, though, lest he needed them for something. He and Abby were the only people in this room right now.

“Little one?” Micah called, his voice full of hope. “Little one?”

He looked at her face for quite a while intently, but apart from clutching his shirt, which he wasn’t sure what to make out of, there was no other response from her.

But his heart finally started beating a bit less painfully, because her action indicated she would wake up soon.

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Micah felt this sweet tingling sensation across his forehead, as if he was being teased by a feather. The touch was light and fleeting, but electric all the same.

“Little one, behave,” he sighed as he crushed the woman in his arms to his chest after grabbing his mate’s wandering hand. He then rubbed his face on her hair, before finding a more comfortable position to continue sleeping.

“Micah,” Abby chuckled, her voice hoarse, as she wriggled a little in his arms.

This voice seemed to have finally registered in his subconscious because the king opened his eyes in the next second.

He didn’t know when he fell asleep last night, maybe because he didn’t sleep well the previous few nights, his eyes seemed to have drooped eventually, not to mention he was still taking medicines to replenish his blood.

He thought he was dreaming, only after opening his eyes, did he realize he wasn’t. And Abby could tell that, which was why she moved around in his arms until he woke up fully.

“You are awake!” He breathed, his face a little relieved, the little frown Abby tried to smooth earlier was less distinct now. She could tell he was worried sick while she slept day after day apparently.

“Seems so,” the girl said in her still hoarse voice, which prompted the king to spring into action.

While mindlinking someone to call the healers he quickly grabbed her a glass of water from the night stand and helped her to drink it.