Hidden Mate, Healer Queen
On the third night, Milo fully regained consciousness.
"Megan," he called out.
I rubbed my sore eyes, and seeing he was alright, I lit up with joy.
"Thank you… for your hard work," Milo said both apologetically and gratefully.
I helped him sit up, sat beside him, and gently wiped his forehead with a wet towel.
Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and leaned in, pressing my hand against his firm chest.
"Megan, I've liked you since we were kids. I don't know everything you've been through all these years, but that's all in the past now. Will you become my mate? From now on, I'll protect you. No one will ever hurt you again," he vowed.
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