The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

SELENA'S POV.

"Have you finished setting..." I halt in my tracks and throw my hands in the air derisively, utterly annoyed by the ongoing scenario before me. "You're still setting the table!" I scold at the top of my voice in annoyance and the two servants stop what they are doing and bow to me.

"We are almost done, Ma'am."

"Almost?" I ask aghast, taking long strides over to them. "Why almost? Is it going to take you forever to set a table for one person? My goodness, why are you all so lazy and annoying? Can't I assign a duty to you and trust that you'll do it properly and on time?"

"We are very sorry for the delay, Ma'am."

"Yeah, whatever! Just ride on with it already!"

"Yes Ma'am." They both bow again before riding on with what they were doing, this time around with great urgency. I huff and march back into the kitchen, where I meet the chef who assisted me in cooking, serving the last meal into a dish.

"Aren't you done yet?" I ask grumpily, both hands resting on my waist as I shoot daggers at her. The woman closes the bowl before looking at me again.

"Done."

"At least I have one competent servant. You can take it to the dinning."

"Yes Ma'am." She nods and carries the bowl out of the kitchen. I check the time on my wrist watch and my heart falls into my stomach when I see that it's already nine-thirty pm.

Nine-thirty and Alpha Reagan has still not returned home. I wonder where he is and hope that he hasn't had dinner yet, because I really want him to eat what I've cooked for him. I'll be completely heartbroken i he doesn't.

Sighing heavily, I untie the apron from my waist and place it on the kitchen island. The food has been cooked and it's being served right now. Now, what I have to do is go out there and wait for Alpha Reagan to return so I can mesmerise him with the meals I've cooked. The moment he tastes any of those meals I cooked, he's going to fall in love with me all over again and he'll forget all about Ashanti.

I know he will.

There's a triumphant smile on my face as I leave the kitchen. At the dinning, I'm surprised to see that the servants have finished setting the table and are waiting in a line for me to come and dismiss them. They are waiting for me to come and dismiss them.

I like that.

With a serious look on my face, I go over to the table and inspect the set area. The cutleries, tissues, plates and everything seems to be in place so I nod in approval.

"It's all good. You can leave now."

Ma'am." They reply

misses a beat when I hear a familiar masculine voice coming from the living room. Quickly, I rush out of the dinning and freeze in my tracks when I step into the living room and see Alpha Reagan talking to Catherine, the head servant. She has his suitcase in her hand and she seems to be smiling at

That old hag!

the right to act

bright look on his face fade when his eyes fall on me. That

anymore and me being here is kind of a

me again. I will make sure of

entire face is beaming with a smile as I take calm, calculated steps towards

Good!

Reagan greets with an awkward smile. It seems

with a small wave as I

you. What a surprise. I didn't expect to see you down here at this

you." His brows trip to his eyebrows in surprise. I nod excitedly as I jump closer to him. "You prepared

"Yes, I did."

could that

his left hand and pull him along with me towards the dining room. He doesn't try to resist. He quietly follows me all way

the

ves

when he sees the set table

bloom in my heart.

He's completely awestruck.

look at me. I nod so hard, my head

exhausted and famished when you

his eyes going

up before eating?" I eagerly table the options, stepping

Ket

sel.n

amused look on his face fade

expressionless look on it.

says, scratching the back of his head. "I really appreciate you doing this. I know you put a lot of time and effort into this, but

falls. My heart migrates to my

not?" I ask with