Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate

Chapter 107: Decided

[Elizabeth’s Perspective]

“And I promised Margaret that I would take good care of you. How can I let you take care of the patient?” Armstrong changed the topic.

“Yes,” Anthony said. “Don’t worry about me. You should go back.”

“I can do it.” I tried to speak for myself. I turned my gaze to Armstrong and said, “I want to do something too. Otherwise, I’ll be alone in the house. Margaret and the Lycan King live together. I’m scared to live alone.”

“You can move back to my place,” Armstrong said. “You were the one who wanted to move back then. You can come back anytime you want.”

“You don’t live there. What’s the point of me going back?” I couldn’t help but mock Armstrong.

Armstrong looked a little angry and said, “I already said that there are a lot of things to do at the Pack, and you can’t share the burden with me at all. I told you not to do anything, and you’re still dissatisfied. I’ll get someone to send you back later.”

Anthony sensed that the atmosphere was a little tense and tried to smooth things over. “Armstrong, Elizabeth is actually concerned about the Pack’s affairs these days. I even helped her deal with some matters before patrolling. She has improved a lot in this aspect.”

Then Anthony turned his gaze to me and said, “You don’t look too good. I think your eyes are swollen. Have you not rested well these past two days? Elizabeth, go back. I’m fine here.”

I saw Anthony’s concerned look and stopped talking.

This matter was decided by them.

My opinions were always easily rejected for a variety of reasons by others and my Mate. I wasn’t in charge. And now, even Anthony no longer supported me.

“Then can you send me back?” I asked Armstrong.

Armstrong was gazing blankly at me. I knew that someone was having a Mindlink with him. I waited quietly for his reply.

“What did you just say?” Armstrong asked.

“Can you walk me back yourself?” I repeated.

“No, I have too many things to do,” Armstrong said without hesitation.

Sadly, I was beginning to get used to Armstrong’s contempt for me.

“I’ll have Richard drive you back,” Armstrong said.

I didn’t even know who Richard was. I’d never heard of him before. But I nodded and agreed to the arrangement.

I held Anthony’s gaze for one last moment. I felt the sparks fly where our eyes met. He understood what I was feeling now. I knew it.

When I left through the hospital gate, I was still wearing the same inappropriate clothes I had worn when I came to see Margaret.

I hardly appeared in front of others looking like that. In the past, I would have wanted to die. But I was changing myself. I didn’t care about my appearance as much as I used to. I hoped that I would be valued beyond my appearance.

Unfortunately, Armstrong couldn’t see any of this. He didn’t give me another chance to grow.

By the time I arrived home, I was finally able to shed the tears from my eyes.

I hadn’t known until now that other people’s looks and so-called approval weren’t as important as I’d once thought. In the past, I’d thought that with the Alpha as my Mate and becoming Luna, I would be the most eye-catching person in this pack, and I would derive a lot of pleasure from it.

However, that was not the case. Armstrong’s indifference to me defeated me. He shattered my fantasy of being a Luna. I was not suitable for that position.

It was Armstrong himself who pushed me towards Anthony, making Anthony the most important person to me now.

I hated this feeling of being alone. I liked being with a lot of friends.

I reached for my phone to send a message to Margaret. I needed someone to talk to. But I couldn’t reach her on her phone at all. There was no reply on Margaret’s social media app either.

She was probably with her Lycan king.

Her Mate.

We both had Mates, but their attitudes towards us were completely different.

Even though Margaret made such a stupid mistake, the Lycan King’s feelings for her had not changed. It was obvious from their eyes that they were passionately in love.

Margaret wasn’t perfect either, but the Lycan King had a tolerant attitude towards her. As for Armstrong, he’d never given me a chance.

I sighed, tossed the phone aside, and let myself fall onto the bed. I hugged a pillow and stared out the window.

It was very late now. Even though it was almost seven o’clock, the sky was not completely dark. The sun was about to set. It hung low on the horizon, and the clouds took on a red color.

Perhaps I could look for Margaret in her room.

The thought popped into my mind.

I hugged my pillow and thought for a while. There was always someone guarding Margaret’s room. The Lycan King didn’t like Margaret moving about, but he didn’t stop me from visiting her.