The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0121

I truly am sad about Hayley's death. Her true murderer is still out there living freely.

This is so unfair!

"She's in a better place, Ashanti. You have to accept that and move on." I calmly nod my head and smile painfully.

"I'll try." I lie again.

I will never forget Hayley. Even if I can't avenge her now, I will do that later in the future. I will make sure Alina goes down for all her crimes.

"Alright then, massage time. I'm sure the s**ts are done preparing the spot by now. Let's go." He leads the way out of the bathroom and I follow closely behind. The moment I step out of the door, I leave every thought of Hayley and Alina locked up in the bathroom. I'll come back to thinking about them later.

In the bedroom, I'm awed to see a fully set up massage spot at the centre of the bedroom. A massage table draped with white sheets, various bottles of oils. Red roses all over the place. and even the lighting is already setting the mood. Alpha Reagan is King

when it comes to coming up with kinky bedroom ideas.

leaning against the table and winking at

cool." I fight a chuckle. I don't even know what's funny. I watch him let loose his towel from

closer to the table and stand by his head so I

given anyone an

there? And Ashanti, I think you've had a lot of first times with me." My brain takes me back to the scene that took place in his bathroom a few minutes ago and blush a beetroot. My face is as red

I think you are?" He winks at me playfully. I quickly turn away from his sight and pick up a bottle of oil. By the time I turn to look back, I'm shocked to see him sitting upright, staring at me with a c**y smile

know exactly what

wasn't!"

right through your lies, Ashanti. You surprise

was my

nothing." He chuckles lightly and takes his former position.

wanted to say you need to focus more on the relevant areas." "And what are those relevant areas?" I ask, squeezing a

straight to

fits of laughter, holding my hand. "Not so fast. You're

nice?" I slap his hands