His Sweet Little Mate novel (Abby and Micah) novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74
On the eighth day after returning to the Red River pack, Alyssa finally movement from her master, who first started to whimper softly as if she was about to wake up.
Seeing this, Alyssa almost jumped with joy.
However, just as she was about to rush out of the room to send someone to call Mirella and Gloria over, Abby actually started screaming, leaving her stunned for a
moment.
By the time she recovered, she saw Gloria rushing into the room and to Abby, who was now twisting around on the bed out of pain, scratching around the King’s mark on her neck.
Mirella was next, looking like she jumped out of the bed just to rush here.
“Do something,” Alyssa pleaded with them both as she cried her eyes out.
“Try one of your spells,” Gloria prompted Mirella, knowing fully well the girl’s wounds weren’t responding to medicines at all. That was also one of the reasons her body was still littered with wounds.
Mirella raked her brains while trying one or two spells she thought would work, but nothing worked, leaving her to sigh in exasperation.
“Let’s try together,” Mirella called the healer over, indicating for her to cast her healing power over Abby while she tried her own fire magic, but the result was still the same.
No matter how hard or which method the witch and the healer tried to help Abby, there was no change in the girl’s condition.
The girl kept screaming and the sight was devastating to say the least, while tears kept streaming down her face.
In addition to the wounds that were inflicted on her body during the backlash, there was even that mark from the King which was literally forced on her when she wasn’t aware of it.
Moreover, the mark showed no sign of healing as it still remained open, without even scabbing after seven days of time.
And from the way, Abby was trying to claw at her own neck, albeit unconsciously, it was evident that the pain from the forceful mark was dominating every other feeling in her system.
“I think it would be for the best if we put her back to sleep.”
It was Mirella, who finally suggested this, while tears kept flowing from Abby’s still closed eyes.
Even Gloria felt the witch’s idea was the perfect solution for this situation.
So asked Alyssa to help her hold Abby down while Mirella performed her fire magic to put Abby to sleep.
But then the door to this guest bedroom was pushed open from the outside suddenly.
“Where did Calpin go?”
Following the question was a heart wrenching scream by the rogue under Dex’s foot, struggling to get away from the broken glass he was being pressed into.
This dungeon’s floor was overflowing with the blood of the rogues Alpha Samuel and Dex torturing to get information on Calpin. That ba sta rd dark magic user.
Meanwhile, Micah was standing not too far from them in this cell, as he watched over the interrogation process.
After returning to the Red River pack, Micah hardly had a wink of sleep.
He would either spend his time watching over the unconscious Abby, waiting for her to wake up while praying for her to recover quickly, or in the dungeons, interrogating the rogues Alpha Samuel managed to capture along with his own warriors and of course, the royal ga mma and the royal warriors.
Only the girl wouldn’t show any signs of waking up no matter how desperately he waited, while the rogues wouldn’t provide any new information on that ba st ard dark magic user, Calpin, who slipped away while Abby was having a severe
backlash.
Seven nights and days had passed with completely no change in his routine.
On this day as well, Micah was out in the dungeons of this Red River pack, questioning the rogues and venting his frustration on them when he heard this blood curdling scream.

The King felt his soul leave his body the moment the voice registered in his mind.
The dungeons in this pack weren’t really far from the pack house, where Abby was right now, getting treated in a guest bedroom. It was just about two buildings over from there.
Even so, for her scream to reach the basement of this dungeon, with a sharpness that twisted his heart, Micah couldn’t imagine the amount of pain his mate was dealing with the moment she woke up.
Without a second thought, he dashed out of the basement before rushing to the pack house.
And the sight that greeted him the moment he opened the door to their guest bedroom left him reeling back with shock, as he almost stumbled back on his feet.
In the middle of the room, on the bed, Abby was being held down by Alyssa and the healer of the Black Claw pack as she kept screaming at the top of her lungs, clearly unable to withstand the pain.
The sight was heart wrenching when he realized that she didn’t even regain her bearings completely, as her eyes were still tightly shut.
“Little one,” Micah couldn’t help but whisper, while every other possible reaction evaded his wits.
“We need to put her back to sleep,” Mirella said to a still stunned King, and without waiting for a response from him, she proceeded to read her spell.
Seeing this, Micah finally came to his senses as he walked to the bed to soothe Abby by himself.
Alyssa and Gloria gave way for the King, as he pulled his mate into his arms.
He had to hold her hands down so that she wouldn’t scratch at her neck as Mirella produced a little flame on the tip of her finger, which she brought close to Abby’s face.
Then, with her other hand, she put it out swiftly.
Within seconds, the girl stopped struggling as she fell back into a deep slumber.
Micah then wiped the tears off her cheeks as he hugged her closer.