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!

it means I'm admitting the fact that Ashanti is starting to have an effect on

and she

I want

I'll just send the girls away. Have a good night, Alpha." She turns on her heels and starts walking out of the

I call out. She freezes in her tracks

around to face me once more. "Send

in."

I've changed my mind.

me, but immediately tears

her eyes meet

all she says as she exits the room, closing the

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

a trail of five girls following her into the bedroom. My eyes lurk from one girl to the next,

excitement. No anticipation like before. I'm literally forcing myself to do

me their names and steps aside for me to examine them and choose 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 get any man hard just by looking at their firm breasts, but none of that is

my eyes and massage my brows with my thumb and index finger, sighing

girl to 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

me like a

G*d, she's beautiful.

I should have the urge to touch her,**k her like I always do with the others, but

I don't even know what to do

the couch I'm occupying. My breath hitches in my throat when she touches my cheek with