The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

SELENA'S POV.

"I said I don't like any of the outfits you've presented to me! Get me another one!" My voice rises with each word and I'm shouting by the end of the sentence. The servants standing before me shriek in horror and exchanged terrified looks.

It's been over thirty minutes now and they've been presenting outfits to me but I don't like any. They don't seem to have any taste for fashion.

"But Selena..."

"Selena?" I scoff in disbelief. Did she just address me by my name?

Me?

I shoot her a piercing glare that almost makes her shrink on her spot.

"How dare you! How dare you call me by my name? Don't you know who I am? I am your future Luna, you dimwit!" I scold yet again and the girls fearfully take a few steps back. The girl who just called me Selena instantly bows.

"I'm very sorry Ma'am. It was a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me. It won't happen again, I promise." She apologises fervently and I roll my eyes, caring less about it.

"Whatever." I look back at the pile of clothes on the couch in front of me. "Like I said, I don't like any of the clothes you just presented to me. Get me new ones." I order firmly. One of the girls clears her throat as she turns her gaze to my face.

I can see the fear in her eyes. I can see how much she's trying to muster the courage to say what she wants to say to me and it makes me so happy.

It gives me joy to see them fear me so much. I am mated to the Alpha King whom they fear and respect with all their hearts. I expect them to do the same for me. Even if I have to instil that fear in their hearts on my own, I will do so!

"Ma'am Selena." The girl finally speaks after many seconds of soft contemplating. "These are the clothes the designers delivered today. If you want new clothes, we'll have to call them to bring them over." "And what's stopping you from doing that?" She quickly shakes her head.

"Nothing, Ma'am."

hour to present

her throat, but I don't care. I am their future Luna and they will serve me the way I want to be served

Selena, would you want me to serve you

you're convinced that I will like it, because if you bring me another tasteless meal, I

"Understood." Another girl leaves.

How do you want me to run it this

to make it warm, you made it hot. Who knows what you're going to do this time? Just leave, I'll do it myself until I find someone who can

I can

You all are nothing but

the bedroom.

my bed and heave out a

Reagan's chambers. It still feels like a dream

I'm here, I'm going

and behind it stands an elderly woman whom I instantly recognized. Her name is Charlotte. Alpha Reagan Introduced her to me this morning.

I don't like her.

ask with raised brows she steps into

hate the fact that she's not wearing

she's still a servant and so she has

none of the clothes suit your taste and that you

nothing they did seemed to

me properly. I was greatly dissatisfied with their manner of

what way did they not serve you properly, if I may?" She insists and I'm completely taken aback by her