His Sweet Little Mate

Even before the sun could rise, both Nadia and Mirella were summoned to this guest bedroom provided for Micah and Abby, where they could see them both wearing only a pair of sleeping robes each.

Micah dressed them both with whatever he could grab when he mind–linked the warriors to call the healer and the witch over.

“She…” Micah hesitated for a moment, but then waking Abby up seemed much more important than how they viewed his actions when his mate was clearly battered.

But then, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to hide the fact he did it with Abby when the evidence was so strong in the air even if he wanted to.

Not to mention the state they were both in right now.

“She went into heat last night…” Micah started and saw no surprise on their faces.

However, when the King said that Abby passed out after their deed, Nadia immediately rushed to check on the girl, only to be surprised to find her just sleeping peacefully. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

“My King, she is just sleeping,” the healer immediately told him, but the man only asked her to diagnose Abby again.

“I don’t think she is hurt.”

Even Mirella confirmed the same thing, but the King didn’t look convinced at all.

Nadia could understand why Micah insisted on not believing them.

“My King, she is just exhausted,” Nadia said, looking like she could be patient enough to explain to the King that in no way he contributed to worsening her condition no matter how many times.

On the other hand, Mirella looked like she couldn’t even repeat her sentences more than once when faced with this over worried man.

But then, Micah couldn’t be blamed for reacting over the top.

He was already feeling guilty for marking her forcefully, even though he did it to save herself.

At the back of his mind, he knew he had been more than careful when touching her. But with his guilt already ruling his heart, the King was afraid he had done something to hurt Abby again, unconsciously, until she passed out.

“King Micah, your mate is just sleeping after a strenuous exercise since she had been low on energy for the past. few days,” Mirella said, word to word, as if gathering every last bit of her energy.

Only then did the King stop for a moment and try to calm himself down first.

And after asking to reconfirm their diagnosis of Abby that she didn’t get any new wounds, Micah sent them away as he stayed with Abby to accompany her.

[Don’t disturb me no matter what happens,] Micah mindlinked Dex after they left when he asked the King what happened.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The royal gamma immediately understood what the King meant, and left to deal with the less important reports himself first.

It took Abby more than twenty four hours to wake up while Micah spent staring at her, letting her sleep it off just like Mirella and Nadia told him.

It was nearly afternoon the next day Abby finally woke up and Micah dreaded the very first words that would leave her lips.

But then, he doubted she might scream even more harder than the last time the moment she showed some signs of waking up.

However, nothing like that happened as the girl simply searched the room she was in until her eyes fell on him after opening her eyes.

Immediately, she opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something, but then she choked on air as her throat was so dry.

Even before her eyes could search for water, Micah was there by her side with a glass of water.

Abby was about to reach for the glass when Micah held out a hand as if to gesture for herself to stop for a moment.

“Little one, let me help you.” The King readjusted the pillows behind her before bringing the glass to her lips, so that she wouldn’t choke on the water.

Abby felt like her soul just re–slammed into her body the moment the first yet tentative sip hit her throat, moistening it sweetly.

She greedily gulped down the entire glass, until she started panting for breath.

“Easy, little one,” Micah said as he put the glass on the bedside table.

By the time he turned around to face her again, he could see Abby staring at him lazily.

Micah sat on the edge of the bed as he leaned forward to look closely at her face.

It was clear she was still low on energy, but she didn’t look like she was in any pain.

“How are you feeling, little one?” Micah asked hesitantly, still half believing that Abby would start crying that she was in pain any moment now.

“A lot better,” Abby told him in a soft voice, but the King couldn’t take her words for what they were.

“Are you hurting anywhere? I can call the healer right away,” Micah said, as he turned toward the door to holler for the guards outside to summon Nadia and Mirella.

However, Abby reached out her hand to hold his hand and stopped him while saying she wasn’t hurt anywhere. “I’m fine, Micah,” she said, looking straight into his eyes which were filled with worry.

But then as if remembering something, she sought the right side of her neck, where his mark was.

Seeing this, Micah was immediately alarmed. “Did it get bad?”

The King felt his heart thud in his chest when he thought the mark hadn’t healed yet and got worse instead.

“No, I’m just checking it,” Abby said as she caressed the edges of the wound, but then hissed a little.

“I’ll call Nadia,” Micah announced, as he stood up to run for the door.

“Nadia?! The palace healer?” Abby was shocked.

“Yes, the royal healer,” Micah confirmed.

However, before he could get up completely from bed, Abby pulled him back to herself, which almost made the King crash into her.

Thank heavens, he got quick reflexes as he was able to stop himself from falling on top of her, as he quickly supported his body with his own hands on either side of her body.

“What are you doing, little one?!” Micah almost shouted, deeming Abby didn’t have any survival instincts at all.

She was already weak and hurting, but still had no fear.

However, before he could panic even more about how himself falling on her would have hurt her yet again, Abby silenced him with her words.

“I just touched the mark wrongly, it isn’t hurting. I’m really fine, okay?” Abby felt like she would spend what was left of her meager energy on convincing Micah to believe that she was really fine. “I’m not making it up, Micah.”

The girl could only emphasize it when she noticed the doubtful look in his eyes.

Even though she couldn’t remember everything after she fell unconscious, his words that kept ringing in her ears before her body started feeling hot made her realize how guilty Micah was feeling for marking her forcefully.

And she could remember what happened between them last night, even though not to the last detail.

She remembered the way he touched her carefully like she was a porcelain doll and couldn’t help but feel bad for scaring him so much.

“Really?” He asked her again, and only sat back down beside her when she nodded her head in reassurance.

“Yes, but…” Abby started, teasing the King for a moment. “I’m really hungry right now.”

Micah felt like face–palming himself when he heard her stomach growl, seconding her claim.

“Just a second,” Micah said, as he stood up to retrieve the soup he made them prepare for her in the morning.

Micah could finally sleep with a piece of mind this night.

Over turning all their expectations, especially his own fears, Abby actually started looking better after their mating.

Even though he had his doubts, the girl didn’t once complain that she was in pain even after it had been a day since she woke up…

Even her mark started to heal, leaving Nadia and the others dumbfounded.

Her sickly pale face started to show some color after he made her drink soup with medicines every two hours without fail.

Abby felt like falling unconscious again when the King took care of her in person, that too following a strict routine.

Even if she fell asleep, he would wake her up and pour the bitter soup down her throat.

“Micah, I can’t drink it anymore,” Abby pleaded with him, tears hanging to her lashes.

The medicine was so bitter, she felt like throwing up, but her mate wouldn’t concede.

Without any other choice, Abby had to pinch her nose and gulp it down quickly.

However, this time, Micah actually stuffed a sweet candy in her mouth the moment the bowl left her lips.

The King had Gloria prepare them after hearing his mate complain about the bitter medicine every other minute.

Abby felt so grateful for the sweetness that exploded in her mouth, she felt like kissing her mate, only she wasn’t given a chance as Micah looked like he had something important to tell her.

“What is it?” Abby asked Micah, as she chewed on her candy.

The King waited until she could drink a glass of water after finishing her candy as he took her right hand into his own hands.

He didn’t know if it was the right time to divulge this news to her, but the thing he wanted to tell her couldn’t wait anymore because he wanted for them to leave as soon as possible.

And it should be dealt with before they leave here.