Chapter 19: Chapter 19

[Margaret’s POV]

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw that the two werewolves who had been guarding me yesterday were still standing at the door.

I was stunned. I had forgotten about this. Donald didn’t want me to leave this room.

He had no right to do this, and I did not like being locked up here. However, when I was in front of him, I could not reject him. This was what really troubled me.

My footsteps faltered. I told Donald about this yesterday. Donald asked Elizabeth to send me clothes this morning. I should be able to get out.

But then my gaze went to the two werewolves in the doorway. I remembered their rough attitudes yesterday. The bulging muscles in their bodies scared me, too.

I didn’t want to argue with them in front of my sister and show my conflict with Donald. Actually, it was not really a conflict. I couldn’t help thinking that I’d have a conflict with Donald over this. Perhaps it was just a small difference in opinion.

“What are you doing? Hurry up, Margaret.”

Elizabeth urged. She was already several meters away from me.

I braced myself and walked forward, hoping to hear that Donald had told them I didn’t have to be treated like a criminal and ask for permission to go out. I was relieved that they didn’t stop me and kept walking, but the two werewolves followed and I had to stop.

At that moment, Elizabeth walked back. She looked very impatient. She looked at me and then at the two werewolves. “What is this, Margaret?” she asked curiously.

I wanted to ask the same question. I could only turn to them both.

“What are you doing?”

“The Lycan King ordered us to protect you until you return whenever you leave this place,” one of them answered seriously.

Elizabeth looked at me in surprise. I was very embarrassed. It made me think I was being watched.

“This is my pack. I won’t have any security issues.” I was a little annoyed. I was an adult. The way Donald handled things made me feel like a little kid who had to be looked after by his guardian at all times.

“This is an order from the Lycan King. We have to abide by it.”

Oh, f*ck. That sentence again.

I looked at Elizabeth helplessly. I knew they wouldn’t say anything more. If I wanted to solve the problem, I’d have to talk to Donald. But that was between me and Donald. I didn’t want Elizabeth to know that I couldn’t handle these two guards.

“Can we let them follow us first?”

“I don’t like this.”

I don’t like it either,?I echoed inwardly.

But I couldn’t say it out loud. I tried to talk Elizabeth out of it. “There are usually people who follow Armstrong when he goes out. They’ll do the same thing when you become Luna. You should probably start trying to get used to it now.”

This was not a good reason, but Elizabeth accepted it.

“Alright, then let them follow.”

I heaved a sigh of relief and said to both of them, “Can you step away from us a little?”

Seeing that the two of them were about to reject me again, I quickly added, “Just a few steps away from us. It’s too strange to follow us closely.”

They nodded.

“They’re from the Lycan King?”

Elizabeth asked.

I nodded. Elizabeth glanced back and asked quietly, “Do you and the Lycan King really get along?”

Elizabeth was always so sensitive to people’s relationships that it was a little annoying. She had relied on this ability to gain the favors of people since she was young. She knew what everyone was thinking.

“We’re good,” I replied firmly.

My heart was clearly not as certain as my answer. In this regard, perhaps Elizabeth and I were really biological sisters, choosing to be stubborn about something we didn’t want to admit or believe.

I was unhappy with Donald’s strict watchfulness and worried about his feelings for me. We had only known each other for less than a day. Was I just someone new to him?

“You’re like his prisoner now.”

This hurtful statement was the truth. It hit me like a whip. I couldn’t refute Elizabeth’s words.

“Real mates shouldn’t be like this.” Elizabeth continued, “Will you really be mates forever?”

Elizabeth asked the question that had been echoing in my mind. We were just getting to know each other now, both lost in the joy of finding a mate.

Physically, we longed for each other, but once this wave subsided and we got used to our situation, I wondered if we would still find each other attractive.

Other than physical love, could my soul and Donald’s reach some level of integration? Would there be true love between us?

All of this was unknown. Donald and I didn’t have time to understand each other. We knew nothing about each other’s past.

But his guarding of me made me feel that, as Elizabeth had said, this was not true love. He was taking care of me as the Lycan King. Or rather, just taking care of his mate was not true respect for me.