[Margaret's POV]
He spun me around a few times before putting me down.
I stood firmly on the ground and tried to calm my agitated breathing before I noticed the malicious gazes around me. After my rationality returned, I felt uneasy.
I instinctively went to shake his hand. The gesture seemed to please him. He shook my hand back.
I looked up at him and realized he was looking at me too, those dark gray-green eyes smiling with pleasure. Suddenly I realized I didn't know his name yet.
"You are…"
"You don't know me?" my mate asked, raising an eyebrow.
I was actually still a little confused. The excessive joy just now had produced too much dopamine. I was still in a daze.
"I'm a little dizzy. You're so cool," I explained quietly.
This answer made him smile even more.
"My name is Donald. I'm the King of the Lycans."
Donald?! Lycan King!
I was dumbfounded. My partner was actually the Lycan King!