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."

lets out a defeated

asked about it

you'd be disgusted by me if you

that another lie?" Her eyes turn glassy with tears. Her chest is rising and falling heavily as she lets

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 a girl, I would have punched the living hell out of her face right

being a victim

"

because I

"Really?"

swear!"

me as your mate. You were cheating on me with him." I spill out in fury and she recoils in horror. Her eyes grow

shaking her

ago. The ambush that led to your alleged death." I take two steps closer to her. "All of this discovery has me

can't help but doubt every word that comes out of your mouth. Were you abducted like you claim? Did your kidnapper always hide his face? Were you locked up and tortured in a room for five years? Are any

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

truth." I urge in

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

confusion strikes in