Chapter 135: Sending You Away

[Margaret’s Perspective]

“So, do you still want to go upstairs with me and spend the night together?” Donald invited me.

I listened to his deep, sexy voice. Suddenly, I asked that question.

“Will you be starting a war?”

“War?” Donald’s playful expression disappeared. His gaze calmed down and he said, “Did Alpha Armstrong tell you this this afternoon?”

I nodded. “Donald, I—”

Donald waved his hand and sat down at the table. He tapped it and said, “Listen to me first.”

I looked at him uneasily.

Donald said, “Even if you didn’t mention it, I have something to tell you. Do you remember what we talked about before? If the situation here gets serious, I’ll consider sending you back to the royal Lycan pack.”

I was stunned by Donald’s words.

We did discuss this, but that was a long time ago. Then we went through so much, and I thought Donald would want me to stay with him more than before.

“Margaret, I hate to say this to you, but I think it’s time.” Donald pulled me into his arms and said, “I don’t have any intention of starting a war, but I suspect it’s inevitable. If we have to start, it’s better to strike first than wait for death. At least we won’t be passive. I’ll do everything I can to avoid conflict and casualties, but I can’t guarantee that this place is safe. Can you understand me?”

I felt my lips go dry and couldn’t speak for a moment. I could only nod slightly at Donald.

“I talked to Elliot before. He’s always prepared.” Donald thought for a moment and said, “You can take Elizabeth with you. You’ll feel more at ease.”

I thought about what Elliot did to me in the ward and couldn’t help but want to tell Donald about it now.

No, everything wasn’t settled yet. I didn’t have to leave the Pack yet. I couldn’t tell Donald now. If Elliot was still a reliable person, that day would have been a spur-of-the-moment thing. I’d ruin their relationship.

I gently extricated myself from Donald’s arms, took his hand, and looked up at him.

“But as far as I know, the current attacks are all in the forest. It’s safe inside the Pack. And didn’t you say that you also sent for more people? We still have so many people patrolling. Doesn’t this guarantee my safety?”

Donald shook his head. “It’s not just what you see. Things are escalating. No one knows what’s going to happen tomorrow.”

“Then tell me the truth.”

“No, I can’t,” Donald said, looking at me. “It’s not good for you to know too much. I want you out of here, out of danger.”

“Do you want me to leave you too?” I asked softly.

“I don’t want to! I just—”

Donald clenched his fists. I wrapped my palm around his fist and said to him gently but firmly, “Then I don’t want to either.”

Looking helpless, Donald’s eyes softened as he said, “I just want to guarantee your safety and the safety of your family. I want to do anything for you that I can. You deserve the best protection.”

“It’s not the best protection,” I said.

“What?”

“This isn’t,” I said, shaking my head. “You’re the best protection I have. Not just physically, but mentally.”

Donald’s eyes darkened. He didn’t look like he agreed with me.

However, I insisted, “If I leave you, I’ll be afraid for your safety every day. I’ll wonder if you’re injured and bleeding. These scary imaginations can crush me. If you’re not by my side, I won’t be fine.”

There was silence between us for a moment. As before, neither of us could convince the other.

It was Donald who spoke first. “How much did you hear from Alpha Armstrong?”

I didn’t expect the topic to circle back to the beginning. I instinctively explained, “There’s really nothing between us. I went to look for him because of Elizabeth. He didn’t mean to mention this to me. I was worried about you, so…”

Donald cut me off and said, “Tell me, how much do you know?”

“He said that you interrogated a captive, which made you decide to attack. He was worried about the safety of our Pack. He also asked me not to tell you that I knew. It was probably at that moment that he pulled me and left his scent behind…”

I gulped, my voice growing softer as I spoke. “The point is that you won’t tell me anything…”

Donald snorted and pinched my face. “You met another man in private, but you’re blaming me,” he said fiercely.

“I, um… I won’t dare to blame you,” I mumbled as I was pinched.

Donald let go and sighed. “Didn’t I tell you that if you really want to know anything, you can come over and ask me? I don’t want you to find out about me from someone else.”