[Margaret's POV]
I saw Donald frown and say rudely,
"Your men might not be enough."
Armstrong's expression changed, obviously thinking that the other party might be a werewolf royal.
"You came from that direction. Why didn't you go just now?"
I could tell that Armstrong was starting to get angry. He was worried about the safety of our people.
"I was with Margaret just now. I had to get her back first," Donald said to Armstrong.
I felt guilty, like I was a burden. If anyone else got hurt because of this, it was my fault. But I didn't understand why Donald insisted on coming back. I could fight.
"Our people just received the news that it's over. They can guarantee the safety of the others," Elliot said.
Armstrong glanced between me and Elliot. His face softened a little, and he said nothing more.
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Elizabeth asked, her eyes wide.
