Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King’s Mate - Chapter 123

[Angel’s Perspective]

What Donald did to me might seem like he was just letting me leave the Silver Moon Pack, but in reality, I wouldn’t have a place among the Lycans anymore.

No secret could be kept forever. Even if I didn’t insist on staying here and went back on his order, everyone would know why I had gone back. I could imagine the taunts I would receive as a commander who was dismissed for angering the Lycan King.

After so many years of development, the Lycan royal family had some entrenched views about rank and status.

Along with the power struggle, everyone’s eyes were fixed on their vested interests, and the competition was especially fierce. If you became worthless, you would be eliminated easily.

You would only enjoy dignity and status if you stood taller and stronger than everyone else.

Besides, he had sent me back now and he would have to go back sooner or later. At that time, would he chase me out of the royal family as well? Then I would be discarded like trash by him.

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That was why I started to hate Donald. He was actually so heartless and did not consider me at all.

We had a tender relationship in the past.

Most of the things I told that stupid Luna that day were not true. From the beginning, the only person in my heart was Donald.

Donald and I had known each other since we were young. We grew up together in the royal family and had received an aristocratic education since we were young. I thought we were a perfect match.

In order to catch up to Donald and be worthy of his excellence, I had always worked hard to be outstanding among girls. We shared the same views on many things and had always hit it off well.

I believed the teasing of those people from the royal family. I was the only person in the world who could be with Donald.

From the moment I saw Donald, I determined that he was mine. But I didn’t expect Donald to think otherwise. When he rejected me the first time, my heart broke into pieces.

I had always thought that he loved me too. He must have reasons for not being with me. With such a thought in mind, I had never given up on Donald. I was sure that the Moon Goddess would see all this and arrange for us to be together.

But I didn’t expect that the Moon Goddess would betray me. What kind of mate did she choose for Donald!

It was widely believed that a mate increased a werewolf’s strength. But what if your mate wasn’t strong enough in the first place? How was she going to provide you with power? She’d just devour that part of you, and then your power would be weakened.

With that thought, I made up my mind.

Even if it was not for myself, I couldn’t let Donald be with Margaret for his sake.

Donald was the Lycan King. Whatever he did would bear upon the stability of the Lycan’s rule. He could not become weak and incompetent. He had to be able to support the Lycans and lead us to prosperity.

Donald didn’t want me now. It didn’t matter. I still had time and patience.

I could leave first, but Margaret had to leave Donald’s side too. Donald didn’t need an incompetent mate like her.

As I mentally planned what I was going to do, I saw a familiar figure in the distance, in front of my residence. His figure stood out in front of my house. I recognized his signature bronze skin immediately. It was my cousin, Elliot.

I tucked the letters into my shirt and walked toward him as if nothing had happened.

Elliot saw me too. He turned to me and called, “Angel.”

I stopped and said, “Is there something Donald wants to tell me?”

Elliot shook his head.

“Then we have nothing to say.”

I looked straight ahead as I walked past Elliot. I didn’t care about any news about anyone now except Donald.

“Wait.” Elliot grabbed my shirt and felt the moisture on it. He frowned at me and said, “You’re all wet. It was raining earlier. Where did you go?”

“What? I’m not the assault team’s commander now. Do I have to report to you, the new commander, wherever I go?” I mocked.

I was already unhappy with Donald’s arrangement. Elliot had always been just Donald’s follower. What did he know about the assault team? Why did he have to fill my position?

“I didn’t mean that,” Elliot said, letting go.

“That’s good,” I said haughtily. “Then you can see that my clothes are wet. Will you let me into the house to shower and change?”

“Okay,” Elliot said, lowering his eyes. “Can you come out later? I have something to tell you.”

I looked at Elliot and easily saw what he was thinking. I flatly refused. “I have nothing to say to you.”