The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

REAGAN'S POV.

Even as the elders walk out of the office, they keep turning to me with looks of complete disbelief on their faces. They are still trying to comprehend my reason for dissolving the council and probably wondering where the hell I got such an audacity from. All my facial features stay firm and drop dead serious as I watch them exit the conference hall.

I don't care if my decision to dismiss them all was a wrong move. All I know is that I was at a point where if any of them attempted to object to any decision I made regarding pack issues or my personal life again, I would have thrown them against a wall.

I'm sure the people would rather hear that I dissolved the Council than that I threw one of them against a wall and now he's spineless.

"That was a hard pill for them to swallow." Ronald remarks after a long pause. I look up at him and chuckle.

"Do you think it was a wrong move?" I ask calmly and my brows trip to my hairline in surprise when the two men eagerly shake their heads in denial.

at all."

I've been secretly praying for this day to come. I used to loathe having to attend the meetings you organised with them and the fact that they never supported your decisions." Ronald explains and let's out a deep, raspy breath, shaking his head. "You don't need them or their opinions to rule this pack.

funny how you never brought

scratches the back of his head. "Alpha Reagan, those old men are... or should I say were your elders appointed by the late Lycan King to help you rule. There's no way I would have brought up the idea of you dismissing them simply because I didn't like them. That would take a lot of nerve

lot of nerve

you are impossible." I lean against my chair and let my thoughts absorb me

These are major problems that have been solved and right now, I should be drinking and celebrating, but

That dull, throbbing pain in my chest recommences. The hollow pit in my stomach deepens and my mouth turns

Where is she?

features have been wiped clean of every emotion. The jovial atmosphere in the room has turned melancholic and even my Delta

mean nothing until I have her by my side. I want you to send word to the search parties we dispatched to the various packs. Tell them to search every corner of every pack in this world. I want Alina found. And soon!" I declare firmly and