The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0170

ASHANTI'S POV.

By the time I wake up the next morning, he's long gone. I am not surprised. The way he f c

ked me last night made me understand that the era of him giving me princess treatment is over. He was emtionless and hard. Too hard, but he didn't care. From now on, it's safe to consider myself a normal Harem girl who pleases him in bed.

With a heart as heavy as steel, I roll over on the bed and my eyes fall on the nightstand. There's a note on it. Quickly, I heave myself upright and pick it up to read. It's for me.

"Report for training as long as you don't see this after one pm.

J

My eyes dart to the wall clock at the side and disappointment washes through my spine when the time reads eight am. I have to go for training.

He always tells me to go for training only if I feel like it, but today is different. He's not giving me a choice. He's commanding me to show up for training. Sighing lightly, I put back the note on the nightstand and step down from the bed. Pieces of my heart are dropping to the floor as I head to the bathroom to bathe.

The moment I step into the shower, the tears I've been trying to hold back escape my eyes and pour down my face like a waterfall. Memories of all the sweet moments we spent together floods my mind and I can't help but ask myself the question, Why?

he fall in love with

can't I be accepted by him and his subjects and

only to push

I so unlucky when it

who cheated on me with my

not cursed,

I go into the closet to dress up, I don't wear

She greets with

morning, Ma'am

breakfast in here." I look around the bedroom and my eyes settle on the sitting area where Alpha Reagan and I have had several meals together. I can hear myself giggling gleefully in those memories. I close my eyes against the pain and dizziness in my head. I take a moment to collect myself before snapping

the H e m cafeteria..." Where I

last three words

"Are you

I give her and eager nod and proceed to leave the bedroom. My insides are somersaulting

to do is

And die a little.

ten times worse than what I felt

REAGAN'S POV.