The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

REAGAN'S POV.

I blink my eyes open and thick, searing pain courses through the back of my neck, causing me to wince as I struggle to keep my heavy, sleepy eyes open. Slowly, I lift my head and I hear my neck bones snap and the pain grows worse. When I look at the place where I'm seated, I immediately understand the reason why I'm in so much pain. I'm sitting on a bar stool at the wine bar in my office. I drank myself to stupor last night and ended up sleeping at this bar counter. That's why every part of my body hurts, especially my back and neck.

Groaning, I turn my head from side to side with my arms spread out in the air, doing the same motion so as to relax my muscles and curb the aches I feel at my joints.

In complete silence, I look around my office, before turning back to the bar counter where I spot an empty glass sitting beside me. I don't really know exactly how much I drank last night, but it was a lot. The argument I had with Ashanti drained me completely.

I lied to her. I kept a life-changing secret from her. I hurt her deeply and now she doesn't want to be with me anymore. She wants to leave.

I'm only going to let that happen over my dead body.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. I check the caller Id and when I see that it's a strange number calling, I sigh and look away from it, intending to ignore it, but a thought strikes me. It could be important. With all the chaos going on right now, anything could happen to anyone.

phone, pick it

bored tune as I press the phone against my

now. She's pregnant and she says you're the father of the child she's carrying. We need to talk." The Man ends his

Alina.

Alina. Alina. Alina!

to her father about the issue and now he knows. It's a just a matter of time before the news explodes like a

Reagan. Are you there?" I look at the talking phone in my hand. "Can you hear me?"

will deal with Alina and her father later. For now, I have a more

I need to see Ashanti. Talk to her. I'm sure she must have calmed down. Last night she only said she wanted to leave because she was too angry. By now

pass a few servants on my way who stop walking and

get into the bed, my heart sinks at the sight of Ashanti. Her petite frame is sitting at the edge of the bed. Her face looks pale. Her eyes are red and bulging like