THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

ASHANTI'S POV.

"Ashanti." Ryan's voice comes through for the one millionth time and I ignore him yet again. I'm not in the right mind to speak to anyone right now. I just got the most heart wrenching news ever and I need time to process my thoughts.

Alpha Reagan's first mate has returned.

How the hell is that even possible? Why is something like this happening in the first place?

Never. Never have I ever heard that a werewolf has two mates. I know I told him this was a sign that we weren't meant to be with each other and a bunch other things but I didn't mean any of that. Alpha Reagan is my fated mate. I feel a mate bond with him, our souls are connected. I know I shouldn't, but I want to be with him. The fact that his former mate is back doesn't make any sense to me.

“Ashanti." Another call from Ryan. "You've been crying in there for more than an hour now and it's making me anxious. You need to tell me what happened."

"I don't want to talk about it. God away."

"Sorry, but I won't and if you don't open this door by the time I count to three, I'm going to break it down." He threatens. “One..."

I scrunch my nostrils and mop the tears off my face with the back of my hands

"Two!"

I quickly rise to my feet and hurry to the door.

Ryan might be just eighteen years old, but he never gives his word for nothing and he's damn strong. If he says he's going to break that door when he counts to three, he will.

The moment I swing the door open, the tears in my eyes break loose and I burst into tears again.

"Hey... hey..." He pulls me into a warm embrace and I lay my head on his chest and bawl my eyes out.

We had such a great evening and he just had to ruin it by telling me about the return of his stupid first mate. Since when did the dead start refusing to stay dead.

"It's okay... everything is going to be fine." Says Ryan in a soothing voice that he calmly caresses my back. I shake my head.

"No it's not." I withdraw from his arms and look up at him with his drenched face.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Did I ever tell you how tall this boy is?

I have to crane my neck up just to look at his face. Little brothers have no respect for their elders.

"Why do you say so?"

"Selena is back."

"Selena?" His face twists with confusion. "Who is Selena?"

"She's Alpha Reagan's first mate."

He takes a step back, staring at me as he tries to recollect his thoughts.

"The one who died during the ambush?"

"Yes that one. Apparently she's not dead. She showed up at his chambers earlier today. She's back."

“But..... but that's impossible. She... no. When did werewolves start resurrecting from the dead? When did werewolves start having two alive mates? That's pretty messed up."

"It is."

"And what did he say? Did he tell you he was going to take her back?"

"No. He didn't say that but I think he will."

"Why would you think that?"

"She was his first mate. He loved her first. I was just a replacement, but now she's back. He doesn't need me anymore."

"Oh Ash..." He takes me into his

arms again. More tears stream

down my chest when he presses a gentle kiss on my hair. "That's not true. Alpha Reagan loves you. It doesn't matter if he loved her first. What's important is who he lives now. Who he wants you to be with now! The past is in the past."

"The past is back to bite me in the ass. Maybe did something to anger

the Moon goddess, that's why she t

brought Sélene back. Maybe... Maybe it's because I left him two years ago. What if I ruined my chance with my own hands."

"I highly doubt that's the case. You're overthinking this issue. You should go to bed. Want me to tuck you in?” I look up at him again and nod fry head, pouting like a naughty five-year old.

"Yea. I would love for you to do that."

“Come on then." He holds me by my shoulders and guides me to the bed where we both lie on and he takes me in his arms.

I know I won't be getting any sleep tonight, but I'm glad I have someone to comfort me.