The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

REAGAN'S POV.

"Thank the goddess you're here." Ronald breathes with relief the moment he sees me step out of the car in the private underground parking lot. I'm using this entrance into the hospital because I don't want people seeing me walk in and out of this hospital. They are going to start cooking up speculations and it's only a matter of time before an absurd rumour is spread about why I've been frequenting the hospital. I know my Pack subjects and the stories they are capable of coming up with when it comes to me.

"She still hasn't calmed down?" I ask, catching up with him at the private elevator that'll lead us to the private wing of the hospital where Selena has been admitted.

"Well... the intense sobbing and refusing to see anyone but you had stopped. Now, tears just keep leaking down her eyes as she stares blankly at the walls of the room and she flinches everytime someone opens the doors. I think she has developed some sort of PTSD."

"PTSD?" I ask in shock as we both step into the elevator. Ronald pressed the floor number of our destination. The door closes before he turns to me.

"Yes. She mostly keeps to herself. She only wants you to be around her.. as in, she only feels safe around you that's why she cries whenever you go away from her for too long and finally, the tiniest of sounds and slightest body movements make her flinch with fear. She has been through some terrible shit and we need to know what it is." He declares, giving me a serious look that makes me nod my head in agreement to his words. Sighing deeply, I shove my left hand into my trouser pockets while massaging my forehead with the fingers of my left.

Inorder for us to know where to start, I have to get Selena to start talking about where she was and what she has been up to for the past five years. However, I don't know if she's ready to have that conversation yet. She always looks so frail and terrified, like the least thing I ask about her past will make her cry.

of my lips as I look

with light laughter. "Between the three of us, he's the least enthusiastic about Selena's return. He still has his doubts about her identity and we both know he won't warm up to her until he's one hundred percent sure she's not an imposter or she isn't here with ulterior motives. Plus, he's team Ashanti." That last

Team Ashanti.

Team Selena.

we have teams on

then. We'll handle Selena

"Sure."

of the hospital. From here, I can locate Selena's ward so I signal Ronald to

her lying on the bed. The second she sees me, she quickly sits upright and keeps her gaze planted on me as I draw closer to her bedside as if she's scared that

Reagan." She calls, somewhat

stand before her bed. "How are you feeling?" My eyes are hovering all over her body as I ask that question, inspecting her skin and taking inventory of the fact that the bruises on her arms and face have all healed and she now looks unscathed. The only thing that hasn't changed are her sunken eyes that are filled with nothing

stabs my heart like a two edged dagger. Slowly, I perch myself on the side