The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

REAGAN'S POV.

I ask and watch all the color drain from her face as her brain interprets the question in her head. Her serious expression stretches into a mask of terror. She sucks in a deep breath and tries to look away from me, but I hold her gaze in mine, never letting go.

I'm not going to give her the chance to look away and cook up a lie to tell me.

She opens her mouth to speak but no words come out of it. I watch her throat bubble as she swallows dryly and her entire body grows tense.

I had a tiny shred of hope that all what I heard from Kyle was false, but after seeing her react to the question in this manner, I am fully convinced that she lied.

"I... I uh..." She stutters, her voice shaky. "I didn't."

"And you're still lying to me." I look away from her and laugh lightly before staring back. "You had a boyfriend whom you'd been dating since you were fifteen years old. Three years prior to us finding each other Is that true or false?"

"Alpha Reagan, what are you talking about?" She asks in a suffocated whisper.

"Are you trying to feign innocence?"

"No... I'm just..."

"Then answer the question. Honestly."

stops and lets out a defeated sigh. "Yes. I

I asked about

me if you knew

Her eyes turn glassy with tears. Her chest is rising and

tears in her eyes break loose. She presses her fingers to her lips and sobs quietly as her tears spill down her cheeks. Every sobbing sound that leaves her mouth grates on my nerves. She's lucky she's

you lied about being a victim of

"

I was scared

"Really?"

I swear!"

I spill out in fury and

starts shaking her

deny it. I know you were seeing Zach when we were together. And I also know that Zach's uncle is Logan Wright. The Alpha who ambushed us five years ago. The ambush that led to your alleged death."

doubt every word that comes out of your mouth. Were you abducted like you claim? Did your

into tears. The tears cooking in her eyes spill down like a waterfall and soon, she's wailing and wheezing and choking and splintering into tear drops and I don't feel sorry for her. Not one bit. Without saying a word, I place my index finger underneath her chin and gently raise her tear-drenched face so she can look at

the truth." I urge in a low

was abducted by a man whose face I never saw. I was locked up in a cell for five

of confusion strikes in her