THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

"My Lord." Leonard addresses him, bowing his head slightly. I don't bother to do the same. I keep my head up, staring right at him like he has lost her mind, because clearly he has.

What the hell is he doing here?

"I'll take it from here, Leonard." Says Alpha Reagan in a very dry tone and a hoarse voice. Leonard turns and flashes me a pained smile that shatters my heart into a million pieces.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He says calmly and walks past me to his car. I watch with anger burning in my chest as he gets into the car and drives away. When I turn back to Alpha Reagan, I'm fuming and ready to explode into flames before him.

"You must feel very powerful right now."

"Of course I do. I'm in your presence. Your presence makes me feel powerful." I roll my eyes so hard, they nearly get stuck at the back of my head. "Did you wait here the whole time?" My expression has turned granite as I ask him that question.

"Me?" He points to himself and huffs. "Wait here the whole time?" His gaze drops to the floor as he shakes his head and scoffs in derision. When he looks back at me, he has a very serious expression as he says. "Yes."

I'm completely thrown off guard.

"Yes as in, you've been waiting here the whole time?"

I am shaken!

"I know it makes me look pathetic, but yes. I've been here since the moment you drove away with Leonard, waiting for you."

My mind has been thrown into a state of confusion and chaos. I look left and right, breathing hard and trying to come up with something to say.

That's...

That's mad.

That's crazy.

That's unheard off.

"That's just creepy and unacceptable!" I lash out, breathing hard.

"No it isn't. I waited. I didn't stalk you. Stalking is crazy."

"Don't... Don't even go there!" I turn away from him and plaster my palm on my forehead, breathing heavily My heart is beating in my throat and my head is spinning like a

rollercoaster. One of these days, this man will make me faint!

"But why?" I ask, turning abruptly to face him again. "Why on earth will you wait here for hours!"

"Because the thought of you being out there with another man plagued me! Because I knew I won't get any sleep unless I saw with my own eyes that he brought you home safely. That's why I stayed behind."

"You're pathetic."

"I know it makes me look stupid, but Ash I love you..."

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"Nope!" I hold out my hand towards his face, stopping him from speaking any further. "Not today." say, shaking my head. "Not right now. I'm too tired for your shenanigans tonight. I need to go in and rest." His face falls, shoulders sag and he lets out a defeated sigh.

“Alright then.” He suddenly looks so sad and gloomy, it makes me feel guilty for cutting him off the way I did.

I hate how easy it is for him to manipulate my emotions without even realising it.

"The competition starts tomorrow, so I need to rest well and prepare my mind." I start to explain. Something I shouldn't even bother doing.

"I understand. I'll see you tomorrow."

My brows crease as my gaze on him intensifies.

"Reagan." I call, sternly. "Don't even think about showing up at the hall or anywhere around that premises."

"I won't. We'll meet here."

"Don't come here either."

"I'm begging." I roll my eyes yet again.

"Whatever." I say and walk past him, heading for the door.

"I like it when you call me Reagan. It sounds very sexy." He says out loud. I don't stop or turn to look at him, keep walking, but I bet he knows m smiling from molar to molar because he says... "I'm glad I was abte to make you smile. Sweet dreams, my love."

My heart melts like butter in a microwave.

This man will be the end of me!