The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0015

REAGAN'S POV.

The dual I witnessed between Ashanti and Kyle this morning has been replaying in my mind all day.

Never in a thousand years did I think Ashanti was interested in combat or had fighting skills. I was shocked out of my skin.

She's quite a handful to deal with. She's not only a curious girl who lets her intrusive thoughts win most of the time, but she's a fighter. A very good fighter.

A knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts and when I signal whoever it is to come in, the door opens, revealing one of the female **ts who are in charge or picking the girls I get to spend the night with. "Alpha Reagan." She bows respectfully. "The girls are ready." I sit upright from the chair and

Ashanti's image flashes in my mind. Guilt stabs my heart like a thousand daggers.

She's my mate. I'm supposed to be loyal to her.

I clear my throat and look at the s**t who still has her head bowed down.

"I won't be having any girl tonight." She instantly snaps her up and looks at me with her eyes wide open, but says nothing.

She must be shocked, but she knows better than to

question my decision so she stays quiet.

She's shocked because this is the first time in years I'm refusing to spend the night with a girl.

But hold up!

to spend the night with another girl, it means I'm admitting the fact that Ashanti is starting to have an effect on me. It means she's growing on me

and she has

I want because she

away. Have a good

out. She freezes in

around to face me once more.

in."

I've changed my mind.

at me, but immediately tears

when her eyes

she says as she exits the room, closing the door behind her. I shut

wolf, King. I

following her into the bedroom. My eyes lurk from one girl to the next,

before. I'm literally forcing

me their names and steps aside

I instruct with a hand gesture and the girls walk closer to me in and organised manner. They all have on black see-through night dresses that expose their bare breasts and red thongs. They are s**y girls that would

against the chair, close my eyes and massage my brows with my thumb and index finger, sighing for the

my left." I say with my eyes still closed. I don't even know what she looks like. I just said anything that came to mind. The next thing I hear is footsteps retreating and the door closing. By the

me like

G*d, she's beautiful.

to touch her,**k her like

No spark. I don't even know what to do with myself right

slurs and seductively lowers herself to the couch I'm occupying. My breath hitches in my throat when she touches my cheek with her slender fingers. "How do you want me to