[Donald's Perspective]
'I found Miss Margaret. She had already gone upstairs.'
As I sat on the bed, I received a message from Elliot via Mindlink.
I'd been waiting in the room for a while since Elliot and I parted ways. I'd watched Margaret and Armstrong leave together. They'd also come to the hall together. I didn't like the fact that Margaret smelled of other werewolves. We Lycans always wanted to possess our mates completely.
I heard footsteps outside the room. I opened the door before Margaret knocked.
I met Margaret's face. She looked at me calmly and passionately. I liked the way her eyes always sparkled every time she looked at me.
She looked so small. She was mine.
Without any words, we hugged each other and felt our deep mutual dependence and love for each other. Nothing seemed to need any explanation. We knew how we felt about each other as our auras mingled.