[Margaret's Perspective]
"So, do you still want to go upstairs with me and spend the night together?" Donald invited me.
I listened to his deep, sexy voice. Suddenly, I asked that question.
"Will you be starting a war?"
"War?" Donald's playful expression disappeared. His gaze calmed down and he said, "Did Alpha Armstrong tell you this this afternoon?"
I nodded. "Donald, I—"
Donald waved his hand and sat down at the table. He tapped it and said, "Listen to me first."
I looked at him uneasily.
Donald said, "Even if you didn't mention it, I have something to tell you. Do you remember what we talked about before? If the situation here gets serious, I'll consider sending you back to the royal Lycan pack."
I was stunned by Donald's words.
We did discuss this, but that was a long time ago. Then we went through so much, and I thought Donald would want me to stay with him more than before.
