[Margaret's Perspective]
Donald escorted me back to my old ward, but he didn't come in. I stood at the door and looked at him. He gave me an apologetic expression.
"Do you have anything else to do?" I asked, pretending to be relaxed.
Donald nodded. His eyes were still on me.
"It's okay. I'll stay here and not run away again," I promised Donald as I took his hand.
Actually, I really wanted Donald to stay, but from his expression, I knew that he had other things to do.
Donald was the Lycan King after all. I had already caused enough trouble and couldn't add to it. Even if I wanted to participate in the protection of the Pack rather than stay in the ward, I had to endure it for Donald's sake.
To my surprise, Donald took my hand and walked into the ward with me. We sat down on the bed.
"Are you staying?" I asked.
"No, I have to go," Donald said.
I fell silent.
