THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

Chapter 0302

REAGAN'S POV.

"You're a monster!"

That outburst comes from Alina's father. After Alina's body was cut done from the swinging rope, I mounted the stage to pronounce my next verdict which was stripping Mr. Williams of every title and privilege he holds in this pack and banishing both him and his wife to the pack suburbs where they'll spend the rest of their lives, living like commoners with the other pack outcasts.

They might not have known about all the crimes their daughter committed, but they knew about a few and did not only cover her, but assisted and defended her even on the day of the trial. That is something I cannot forgive.

Also, I want to use them to set an example. To show other parents the fate that awaits them if they keep defending their children who go about committing grave crimes.

"You have no conscience! You're a heartless monster! You do not deserve rule over us as Alpha. You do not deserve to be the Lycan King! You're a monster!” The man keeps screaming out his lungs as the guards literally carry him away because he keeps trying to fight them off and has refused to walk. I simply shake my head and proceed to walk down from the stage. My guards join me once I'm down and escort me out of the execution grounds.

The deed has been done. That's all that matters.

When I get to the premises where the cars are parked, Kyle comes to mind and relief fills my heart when I see him seated in the driver's seat of his

car.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"Don't follow me." I instruct my guards who nod their heads and stay still as I make my way to the car. I see Kyle seated in the driver's seat. He obviously needs some space to be able to think and get his head wrapped around everything that's going on, but I'm too worried about him to act considerably right now.

I need to speak with him.

"Kyle." I call once I open the passenger seat door and hop it.

"Alpha Reagan.” He seems very surprised to see me here. I do a quick scan of his face and relief fills my heart when I see that he has not been crying.

Thank God.

I close the door and buckle my seat belt.

"What... what are you doing here?" He asked, confused.

"I was worried about you so I came out to find you. And here you are."

"Worried about me? Why?" His eyeballs flicker from left to right and I give him the "are-you-fucking-kidfing-me" look that makes him chuckle Knowingly.

"Oh... that." He says in an aloof tone that makes me furrow my brows as I stare at him Intensely.

"Yes, that." I suck in a deep breath." Look Kyle, you don't have to act so tough. You can take some time off to clear your thoughts and maybe mourn..."

"Mourn?" A laugh follows that one word question. The fact that I don't get even the faintest trail of pain in his voice baffles me. It's almost like he's not pretending. Like he's really not bothered about his sister's death.

"Yes. Mourn. You know, that difficult period you go through after you lose someone who was dear to you."

"Someone dear to me." Another

emotionless laugh. He looks at me with glistening eyes and I scrutinise them for any sign of sorrow, but there's none. Just pure fascination.

The fuck is he fascinated about?

"Are you sure?"