The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

I should have left yesterday.

I should have run away the moment I set foot out of this building after Alina told me about her pregnancy. Instead I chose to drown myself in anger and agony which led me to a stupid, stupid decision of going to the training arena for practice instead of running away from this pack and never stopping until I got to the pack where my mother resides. I would've been far from all this chaos by now. I wouldn't be locked up in some miserable penthouse and guarded heavily like I was some criminal. Things have finally gotten out of hand.

Ever since Alpha Reagan walked out of this living room, I have been bawling my eyes out and right now my eyes are red and puffy and my entire body feels numb.

Everything is messed up. The relationship is over. I am now a prisoner in my mate's house.

My mate.

Thick, searing pain tugs at my heartstrings when I recall the fact that we are mates. I fight the urge to start crying all over again. He knew from the very first we met each other. He knew we were mates but chose to be awfully silent about it. He let all those bad things happen to me when he could protect me by simply claiming me as his as he should. He didn't do that. He waited till a mighty problem hit us before he had to admit the fact that we are mated to each other.

I want

of him would disgust me and make me do nothing

my fated mate. We are bound to each other by fate. There's no way I could hate him even

a broken heart. With the pain of being without my mate than stay with him

I'm going to leave!

when the door opens and a woman, dressed in servant uniform joins me in the living room. My shoulders sag in dismay and I nearly roll my eyes at her. "Good

thing the feeling

serve your meals and provide you with any other thing you need. All you have to do is say the word and it'll be done." "Where's Reagan?" I asked with a croaky voice. The maid shrieks mildly from the shock of hearing me address the Lycan King by his

a step

my question, my voice is a bit fiercer

to see him again when he returns and comes here to check up on you. Your breakfast is being prepared. I'll serve it to you the moment it's ready. See you soon." She turns and walks out of the room and I nearly scream the words "fuck you"