[Donald's POV]
When I left Margaret's room, I couldn't help smiling when I thought about the expression on her face.
She was such a cute little girl. I couldn't help but be obsessed with her.
She seemed to be a little timid and inferior when facing me, but in my eyes, everything about her was so cute. What she did not know was that no matter what clothes or accessories she wore, they could not hide her facial features that moved me.
From the moment I entered the venue, and even before I walked into the venue, she was the only person in my heart. Like a fruit left behind in the Garden of Eden to tempt the human race, she enticed me to go to another world.
But I had to keep my mind clear. I didn't come here for my mate.
Margaret was a gift from the Moon Goddess. An unexpected gift.
There was something else I had to do.
When I arrived at the conference room, I saw Armstrong and other werewolves.
