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!

admitting the fact that Ashanti is starting to have an

don't want a mate and she

I want

away. Have a good night, Alpha." She turns on her heels and starts

She freezes in her

to face me once

in."

I've changed my mind.

me, but immediately tears her

her eyes

room, closing the door behind her. I shut my eyes and groan

of my wolf, King. I am doing of his to satisfy him. His sexual appetite is out of

five girls following her into the bedroom. My eyes lurk from one girl to the next, drinking in their beautiful figures

excitement. No anticipation like before. I'm literally

are." She tells me their names and steps aside for

have on black see-through night dresses that expose their bare breasts and red thongs. They are s**y girls

thumb and index finger, sighing for the umpteenth

to mind. The next thing I hear is footsteps retreating and the door closing. By the time I open my

beaming at me like

G*d, she's beautiful.

her,**k her like

I don't even know what to do with myself right

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 serve you?" Her lips graze my ear,