His Sweet Little Mate

“Abby…”

Alan and Dax exchanged a look when they saw the recognition that dawned on the king’s face with just a single glance at the building that was on fire in the palace, and both of them saw a look of incredulity crossing the other person’s face when Micah made a beeline for the said building without a hint of hesitation.

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They immediately ran after him, and somehow managed to catch up to him just as he stopped behind the throng of people that gathered around the burning tower to put out the fire before it spread to the buildings nearby.

However, their hearts almost skidded to a screeching halt when they saw the king actually made the servants make way for him so that he could run up the building..

Right now, the fire had already spread to almost all the floors of this tower, leaving only the lower most storey, but it wouldn’t be too long before the entire tower got engulfed by flames.

“King Micah, I don’t think Queen Abby is in there, so please don’t rush in without confirming it first.” Alan rushed to Micah’s side with Dax in his tow, who nodded his head in agreement.

However, the king couldn’t give a shit about his own safety right now, but then… “Confirm what? Whether she is being burned alive in there or not?!”

The fury that exploded out of his being at the thought of it alone was intense enough to make Alan feel uncomfortable, because Micah unconsciously suppressed his beast for suggesting something like that.

But it disappeared in the next second as they all saw Micah break into a run, ignoring all the worried warnings from his people.

“My King, don’t go in, it is dangerous!”

No matter how hard they screamed for the king to stop, all their worries fell on deaf ears, as they saw the man disappear into the building with dropped jaws.

“Damn it! Why didn’t you stop him?!”

Alan pinned Dax with a glare, but the royal gamma held his palms up, saying there was nothing he could do when even Alan couldn’t achieve that feat.

“Quick, follow the King and make sure he is safe!” Alan barked at the warriors behind him, as he led them into the burning building, ignoring his discomfort. Micah could be cruel to anyone if he wanted to.

He couldn’t blame him, though. They all witnessed how crazily Micah searched for Abby through the entire capital city, Even though they didn’t understand why he thought Abby would definitely be up there, they couldn’t just sit around and watch the man hurt himself.

The only problem was, they couldn’t see Micah in the untouched ground floor at all, because their king was currently running up three stairs at a time while trying to catch whiff of Abby’s scent amidst this suffocating smoke.

“Abby, little one!!!” He screamed repeatedly as he quickly browsed through every room while kicking down every door that

came in his

way.

He didn’t stop even when fire caught his clothes, and burned his skin here and there, as he believed his mate was definitely in here somewhere.

He just had to endure this little pain, even though it barely got registered in his mind, as his healing ability shifted gears to accommodate him in his search.

This building was high, but not high enough. There were about seven floors and when he reached the fourth floor, Micah realized the flames around the sixth floor were much stronger and without wasting another second, he flew up the two storeys and finally he could sense her nearby.

Amidst the burning smell of flesh, there was this sweet smell that could make his nerves sing in pleasure with just a faint fraction. It came from his right side and he made a dash for it.

Before fifteen seconds could pass, he reached an opened door, where he could see two bodies of beasts on fire. From the smell, he could tell that they belonged to rogues. How did they get here?

It was gruesome to say the least because he could see flesh rapidly melting off their bones, but her scent got more intense.

Micah didn’t know what dominated his heart now. Fear or relief. But he still hardened his heart and blindly dashed into the room, jumping over the threshold where the bodies were.

“Micah?!”

The king felt he was hallucinating for a moment when he saw her beautiful face amidst the fire. She sat on a bed which didn’t catch fire for some odd reason, and looked at him with widened eyes.

On the other hand, Abby was shocked to her core, because even though she expected him to recognize her fire and come to her rescue, she still couldn’t believe he would make it here this quickly.

But she came out of her stupor when she saw his clothes catching fire from the corner of her eyes and immediately put out the fire in this room. The rogues were long dead, so she didn’t need to let her fire flow and waste her energy.

The moment the fire disappeared, Abby found herself being engulfed in a breath knocking embrace as the king crushed her to his torso.

“Ouch!”

Abby squeaked and Micah immediately let her go, thinking he aggravated any wounds on her. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

The girl chuckled when Micah frantically searched for the wounds he supposedly reopened with his bear hug and jumped into his arms, catching him off guard this time.

“I’ll hurt you,” Micah protested, but there was no strength in him enough to push her away, as he greedily filled his nose with her scent. His mate could feel his arms hanging in the air behind her and pressed herself closer to him.

“I’m not hurt, Micah! You just checked,” Abby reassured him as she kissed his chest and felt Micah slowly relax, tension finally leaving his body and then he wrapped his arms around her waist again, more gently this time,