“Split into three groups andb through the city,” Micah ordered, prompting one group to follow


    himself while the royal beta and the royal gamma were to lead the other two groups. “Find the queen


    no matter what.”


    His voice gave no room to tardiness when he roamed his gaze over the royal warriors who gathered in


    front of the pce gates. He was determined to find Abby at all costs.


    He was just about to shift into his beast when a familiar yet unweing voice reached his ears.


    “Micah, what do you think you are doing?” Arthur called to him as he pinned him with this disappointing


    gaze. “Did you forget how frenzied the whole pce was less than ten hours back?”


    Word sure traveled fast in this pce, even though it didn’t take him more than fifteen minutes to


    gather his warriors, his father still managed to rush over from the old tower to stop him. But if the


    former king thought Micah could be fazed by his opinion of him, there was another thinging for him


    to worry about.


    “Step back, father. I know what I’m doing.” Micah dismissed the former king immediately as he


    beckoned the warriors to get ready to leave.


    “You have gone crazy. How could you prioritize a woman over your kingdom?” Arthur couldn’t hide his


    dissatisfaction at all.


    Since no one knew it was Micah’s n all along to lure those rogues to the capital city, it was really


    chaotic in the pce, as they couldn’t help but dread the possibility of this city bing another ck


    w pack after the rogues invasion.


    On the other hand, the king didn’t like the way Arthur talked so demeaningly about his mate.


    “She is not some random ‘woman,” Micah started, almost growling out the word ‘woman: “She is the


    queen of this kingdom. Give her respect.”


    Arthur blew his top when he saw Micah disrespecting him in front of so many warriors and he exploded


    finally.


    “Some queen she is. Always holding you back, now isn’t any different. Arthur seethed, not bothering to


    hide his hatred toward Abby. “What are you even thinking, neglecting your responsibilities again for a


    useless woman like her?”


    Those rogues ran rampant in the pce, a ce that was supposed to be the safest in the entire


    kingdom, yet his son was hurrying to find his burden of a mate who knew nothing but causing trouble


    for Micah.


    He knew someday that girl would turn Micah crazy, given how muddle–headed he became after


    meeting her and Arthur really couldn’t grasp what was going through his son’s mind anymore.


    “Get your shit together and focus on the important things,” Arthur reprimanded Micah, not at all holding


    back his fury as he stood in the king’s path, blocking him with both words and physically.


    He would like to see how he was going to ignore his words today.


    “Holy Crap!” Abby groaned as she rubbed her neck that felt too sore, until it overshadowed the pain in


    her already aching head, as she came to herself only to find she wasn’t in their bed. It was way too


    hard, making her muscles protest just at the smallest movement.


    But it realize that it was not only the bed that was different. Upon a brief look at her surroundings,


    idn’t take her too long to she noticed she wasn’t in their bedroom at all.


    This


    his room was too dark, but she could stillsee how ainal it was there was a small window through which


    she could see light seeping into this room.


    1/3


    +5


    Even though the air around her wasn’t too stale, it wasn’t really pleasant either. This space looked


    simr to the room in which she met Hanna back in the Red River pack.


    How did she get here? Abby needed a really long moment to rearrange her thoughts.


    “I went in search of Micah to apologize but then someone dragged me away…”


    “After that, nothing…”


    She poked the aching muscle in the right side of her neck a little and immediately hissed in pain. “Did


    that person knock me out?”


    Given the gap in her memories, that was likely to be the case.


    She quickly jumped out of the hard bed and dashed for the door which was no less than three feet from


    the foot of this small bed, but it was locked from the outside. No matter how much she pulled, it


    wouldn’t budge.


    When her attempts failed, she tried calling for help, in hopes, someone passing by could hear her. “Is


    there anyone out there?”


    However, no matter how much she tried to shout for someone to open it, all she received was silence


    as a response.


    “Just where the hell am I?” Abby mumbled to herself as she felt her heart pick up rhythm.


    She couldn’t help but pray to the Moon Goddess that her attacker didn’t drag her too far from the


    pce.


    But then from the corner of her eyes, she saw a bar stool, where they ced a pot, maybe filled with


    water, and an idea appeared in her mind.


    She immediately ran to the stool and carefully removed the pot and ced it on the ground, then she


    dragged the stool toward the small but high window.


    From the cement, the window looked more like a venttor than a window. But Abby couldn’t care


    less about it as she carefully mounted the stool to look out of the window, which was open with no


    doors whatsoever.


    But it was barred, and from the gaps between the bottom most two bars, Abby could see the King’s


    tower right in front of her. It was the ce where Micah lived.


    So she was still around the pce?


    “Or in the pce?” Abby mused out loud, as she stepped down from the stool.


    Upon a moment of contemting, Abby was sure she was still within the pce area, because from


    her memory, there were no high buildings outside the pce, while there were too many within the


    pce gates, and she was clearly in a tower.


    She just couldn’t figure out which tower she was in right now.


    But who brought her here in the first ce? This thought made her panic a little and Abby had to take


    deep breaths to calm herself down.


    “Now is not the time to panic, Abby!” She resisted the urge to wring her hands, her habit whenever she


    was anxious. After a minute or so, she could finally calm down as the thought Micah would be


    searching for her struck her consciousness. Instead of giving into her fear, she focused on her options


    and tried to figure out just what kind of situation she was in.


    How long had she been sleeping? She couldn’t tell because she couldn’t see the sun earlier, even


    though she could tell that it was daytime.


    2/3


    Who wanted to harm her was her next line of thought..


    If she had to list out the number of people who wanted her dead, she didn’t think she needed too long


    or hard, because there was only one person and he was that dark sorcerer, Calpin.


    +5


    But if she was talking about the people that wanted to get rid of her, the list may never end. Starting


    from the royal council to her own family, no one was happy about her bing the queen. It could be


    anyone!


    Her analysis of the situation only made it worse, since it looked like she had very limited options to


    escape from whoever dared to abduct her right in the king’s pce.


    “If I could just break that door.” She stood in the middle of this small room as she looked around, but


    she couldn’t find anything useful or strong enough to knock down the door.


    Abby was tempted to give it a try even though the stool looked like it would give away and break into


    pieces, then hurt her hands, the moment it collided with the door too hard.


    But then she heard the tell tale sound of a lock turning, and when she turned around, she could see the


    door being pushed open from the outside. Her abductor finally chose to appear.


    Sure enough it was someone from the pce. Standing less than five feet from her was Leon, Ruby’s


    father and the former royal beta of this kingdom.


    His face was twisted with this cold look, as if he was trying to freeze her to death just by looking at her.


    But that wasn’t what made her take a step back from him, it was because of this stench that reached


    her nose when he opened the door toe inside.


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    It belonged to the rogues! She was sure, because she remembered it by heart when she fought with


    them, even though her senses weren’t really that sharppared to your regr shifter.


    Even if Leon fought with those rogues, he wouldn’t reek of them this badly, but then he never got a


    chance to face them. So there was only one possibility for this situation.


    He must be working with them! Didn’t Micah say there was a spy in the royal council?


    Leon fit every category, but it was still unclear whether he was alone, or among the few other spies, or


    he was pulled into the messter.


    Whatever the turn of events may be, he was now a traitor and this revtion didn’t sit well with her.


    Her gaze hardened with every second she tried to ce what part Leon yed during all those rogue


    attacks and the former royal beta couldn’t help but feel a little impressed when he saw her regarding


    him equally coldly.


    “You got some nerve,” he spat, his lips twitching into a disdainful smirk