The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

REAGAN'S POV.

If someone had told me err long this is how I was going to feel after making things official with Ashanti, I would never have dragged on for so long. This morning I feel ecstatic. My bones feel rejuvenated. Energy is coursing through my body, igniting every iota of strength I have inside me. I'm going to do a month's worth of work today at the office.

The moment my driver parks in the driveway of my office building and my door is opened, I keep a straight face and step out. Everyone around stops whatever it is they are doing and bow their heads to me as they greet. I respond to their greetings with curt nods, still trying to smother my smile while my guards lead the way into the building. I only relax my face when I arrive at my office and the door is opened and there stands Kyle at the center, waiting for me.

I'm not even surprised.

"Good Morning, Alpha Reagan." Kyle greets with a curt bow.

"Good morning, Kyle." I reply, stepping into the office and the door is closed behind me. Since it's just the two of us now, I release my jaws and let my smile shine. That definitely throws Kyle in a frenzy because of the confused look on his face.

"And what's making you smile this morning, if I may?" He asks with raised brows and a light chuckle. Without saying a word, I head to the wine bar where I take out a wine bottle and two glasses. I have no idea how, but Kyle is suddenly in front of me, taking the bottle and glasses from my hand.

I simply shake my head. He never lets me do anything

sip and gently walk over to the sitting area where I make myself comfortable on one of the

smile returns

to tell me what's making you so happy or not?" My smile turns into a soft chuckle. I lean forward and place the glass on the table to avoid shaking too much and spilling the wine on my

his eyes, expecting a particular reaction from him, but I don't get

happy you finally decided to follow your heart. Cheers to that." He lifts his

back was doing more harm than good to our relationship. It's true that the loss of my former mate left me distraught, but I figured I didn't have to keep myself locked in a mourning cage because I lost

won't

are you so

He shrugs his shoulders.

how she's not your mate." My heart does a long jump in my chest. I nearly choke on my saliva. "She's supposed to be your mate." He repeats and I look away from him so he doesn't see the guilt in

and I are now together but I haven't brought up the issue of us being mates. I haven't because it won't