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 have an effect on me. It means she's growing on me which is not

want a mate and she

any girl I want because she means nothing to

girls away. Have a good night, Alpha." She turns on her

She

me once more.

in."

I've changed my mind.

but immediately tears her

when her eyes

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

different girls almost every night all because 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 with a blank

before. I'm literally forcing myself to do

names and steps aside for me to

red thongs. They are s**y girls

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

I just said anything that came to mind. The next thing I hear is footsteps retreating and the door closing. By the time I open my eyes again, the girl standing before me is stark naked. The night dress and underwear have

beaming at me

G*d, she's beautiful.

urge to touch her,**k her

I don't even know what to

My breath hitches in my throat when she touches my cheek with her slender fingers. "How do you want me to serve