The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

"Why on earth will she cut her wrist? Does she want to kill herself?" Alpha Reagan agitates as he paces about the outpatient ward we were ushered into when we arrived at the hospital. Selena is still in the emergency room and the man is nearly losing his mind with worry.

"Did you two fight?" I ask cautiously, making sure to stand at a safe distance away from him. I don't like dealing with this agitated version of Reagan.

He stops pacing and turns to me.

"Well... I didn't raise my voice at her, neither did she at me. We just you know..." He shrugs his shoulders. "We just spoke."

"But not in the normal calm tone people use when they are having a normal conversation. You were mad about something she did to you in the past, so you confronted her. Am I right?" He sighs heavily and nods his head.

"Yes, you are."

"Do you have any idea how scary you can get when you confront someone?" I ask, giving him a critical look with my mind taking me back to all the times when I encountered a similar experience with him. The man has no idea how intimidating he can be at at times.

"What was I supposed to do, coddle her after I found out the lies she fed me when we were together?"

just trying to say she probably

and chuckles in frustration. "Great. Just great!" He stops pacing and supports one hand on his wiats, while

He's stressed. Very stressed.

it's the mate-bond, but I absolutely hate the fact that he's stressed up. I can feel his pain and frustration. Is tand before his talk statue and look up a his face. Without saying a word, I take the hand off his face and hold it mine, my eyes never leaving his. "I know it's

of doing such a thing. We didn't have a big fight. I didn't raise my voice at her. I only told her I wasn't going to go see

her scared. She thought she

that before lying to me the way

she's going to try to kill herself again." He shoots me a frightened gaze. I nod. "Yes." "Fine." He finally gives in, exhaling heavily. I'll try to calm down. But that doesn't mean I won't

she did

asked me to. I am so mad at her

to stay calm." I urge, gently panting his

a doctor comes into the ward and both rise from our seats and rush over

"Doctor, how's she doing?"

doing okay. She didn't lose much blood so we only had to stop her from

means she's okay,