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Chapter 8
Among all the things that Abby ever heard, this must be the most absurd news that she learned. She even thought she had heard it wrongly. How else, she would be able to explain it?
“You are my mate, Abby.” Micah watched her reaction and for the first time, she was brave enough to look at him in the eyes, this must be because of her surprised she was able to overcome her fear for him. “You are my mate.” Micah asserted the words again.
Abby
“There must be a mistake, my king… there is no way… there is no way I am your mate…” frowned. She opened her mouth, but she closed it again, thinking of a way to process the information, but in the end, she only repeated the same thing. “There mus king..”
be a mistake, my
“Do you want to say that I make a mistake?” Micah watched how she startled and lowered her head again. She apologized profusely, as if that was the only language, she was proficient of.
Stammering, Abby shook her head again and was about to hit her head against the floor, but Micah stopped her, by holding back her shoulders. “N–no, my king… no, I didn’t mean to say that… I didn’t mean to say that you are wrong. I am sorry.”
“Stop apologizing, you have apologized more than enough.”
“I am sorry…” Abby said in small voice, which made Micah had to close his eyes to control hist emotions. He knew that he needed to be extra patient with her.
“Come, stand up. Sit on the chair.” Micah stood up and helped Abby to do so, even though, she looked uncomfortable with the way he treated her, but she couldn’t care less about that.
“This… this is not appropriate for me to sit on the same level with you, my king…” Abby tried to refuse to sit on the same scat like Micah, but the king didn’t accept a rejection for that.
“You are my mate, my equal, let’s start from there.” Abby was having a hard time to grasp that information and Micah could see that, “Fine. It seems you need some time. I will ask someone to bring you your breakfast. Let’s talk about this after you ate something.”
Abby wanted to stop the king from leaving, if there was anyone, who should leave, it must be her, not him, but then she didn’t have the courage to do so, therefore, the only thing she could do was to stand still in her please, holding her breathe until the king left the room.
Abby still couldn’t believe what the king said that she was his mate. How could someone like her mated to someone like him? If it was Hanna, that fact was easier to accept.
More so, she wondered, whether her father had already learned about this or not and what his reaction when she was not in the warehouse and met with the king instead.
Cold shiver ran down her spine when she was reminded about that. What her father was doing right now?
“There is no way it happened! There is no way that monster is the king’s mate! There must be a
Hanna cried, she was scared to face the wrath of the king, one could say that king Micah was someone that you didn’t want to cross, because he was a very stem man, even when he was still a prince, he was very dominating and would give a harsh punishment to those people that deserved
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