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.

the drinks." He sets the items on the table and I simply shake my head. He never lets me do anything on my

I tell him when he hands me a glass of wine. I take a small sip and gently walk over to the sitting area where I make myself comfortable on

returns to my

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 outfit. When I look back at Kyle, he doesn't look amused by

stare into his eyes, expecting a

heart. Cheers to that." He lifts his glass

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

you won't

you so

He shrugs his shoulders.

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

I haven't brought up the issue of us being mates.