THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

Chapter 0117 +15 BONUS ASHANTI’S POV. I’m in his arms by the time he gets to five and my heart is pounding uncontrollably in my rib cage. Someone could step out and see us. They could even take photos. The rumor would spread like wildfire. I’ll be in trouble. “Ashanti.” He calls my name calmly, and quietly. I try to back away from his hold so I can look at his face, but he holds me still in his arms. Like he never wants to let me go. My body goes tense as his hold tightens. He gently squeezes me and my breath hitches in my throat when he sniffs my hair. “Why do you always smell so nice?” He asks out of nowhere and I get confused. Do I always smell nice? I thought he was the only one who possessed that superpower. “Do I?” “Don’t you know?” I shake my head. I can still not look at him because his hold around me is still as tight as before. If he dares to squeeze me even a bit more, my bones will break. He’s so strong. “I can’t begin to tell you how much your smell affects me.” He lets go of me. I look up at his face my eyes drown in his charming brown eyes. A million different emotions are swimming in them and their gentleness makes my heart swell. What is going on? “And why do you always choose the most boring options? A kiss in public would have been amazing.” “It would’ve been scandalous!” I correct him sternly and he chuckles, shaking his head. My heart s k i p s a few beats when he gestures for me to get into the car so we can leave for his chambers. Through e ride, I can’t help but think about what will happen between us when we get to his bedroom. Is he finally going to have sex with me? Or is he going to kiss me and leave me hanging at the end of the day like always? Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

If he dares deprive me of another o r g a s m, I can’t promise that one of us won’t wind up dead by tomorrow morning. When we get to his chambers, we are led to the main door by the guard. The s e r v a ts we b y p as s in the house give us shocking gazes and I’m sure it’s because Alpha Reagan doesn’t want to let go of my hand. Our hands are intertwined with each other’s till we get to his bedroom. I let out a heavy sigh of relief the moment I closed the door behind me “Why do you look like someone who just walked through the valley of the shadow of death?” ‘Because I just did! Did you see the looks I got from the s e r n t s down there?” I ask aghast. He simply chuckles and waves a dismissive hand at the issue. “Forget about them.” +15 BONUS “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one who’s going to be gossiped about and stared at weirdly at the cafeteria tomorrow.” I snap. He stops in his tracks and swivels around to face me. His brows are creased and there’s a perplexed look on his face. “What was that tone?” He asks quietly and I gasp in horror when I notice what I just did. I just grumbled in the presence of the Alpha. I spoke to him like he was my mate. My head drops in fear. “I’m so sorry Alpha. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I was just really upset and trying to…” My blood turns ice cold when I hear his approaching footsteps. He’s walking towards me. What does he want to do? Punish me for disrespecting him? Oh sweet goddess, I’ve done it again. “Alpha Reagan please don’t be upset. It wasn’t…”‘ “Upset?” He stops walking. We are just a few inches from each other now. “Upset?” He asks yet again and a chuckle follows. “I’m really sorry.” I apologize, almost shaking as I muster the courage to look at him. expecting to see him scowling at me, but the charming smile I meet throws me into a state of confusion. Why is he smiling? “Stop apologizing because I’m not upset. I am far from upset. I am surprised. Happy even. If you

can use that tone with me, it means you’re getting comfortable being around me and that’s what I want.” My brows are raised as I give him a confused look. What’s going on here? Does he mean to tell me he’s not upset that I spoke to him like we’re mates? “Stop giving me that look. It’s creepy.” “Oh…” I tear my gaze from his face and look at the wall ahead. My head is swirling with different ghts. I’m still trying to understand what just happened. “I’m happy you feel comfortable around me. That was my goal. I’m glad I accomplished it.” He’s still smiling at me. I look at him again and chuckle lightly when he winks at me. He’s happy that I’m comfortable around him. But am I though? Am I really comfortable around this man? I think the answer to that question is yes. I no longer tremble when I hear his voice or see him. My thoughts no longer jumble up when I try to have a conversation with him. He still has his powerful domineering aura hovering around him at all times, but it no longer intimidates me like before. So yes. He has succeeded in making me feel comfortable around him. That realization makes me smile. My heart has suddenly stopped beating fast. “Do you know what you’ll be doing for me tonight?” He asks, staring at my face. I quietly shake my head. “You’ll be giving me an oll massage.” My eyes pop open in shock. “Yeah. Naked oil massage.” My body grows hot. “Naked oil massage?” I repeat the statement in shock. “Yeah. “And before that’s done, you’ll bathe me.” “I’ll bathe you?” I ask, almost shouting.

“Yeah. Got a problem with that?” He asks with raised brows. I stay glued to my spot as I try to figure out how to feel about those tasks.

Bathe him. Give him an oil massage. All of that requires me to see him stark naked. Not that I have a problem with that. His body is perfectly sculpted and I can look at every body part of his all day long without batting an eyelid. “Ashanti.” His voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I look at him. “Do you have a problem with doing any of the things I just mentioned?” I nod. I shake my head. I clear. my throat. “No.” I croak. “I don’t.” “Good then, meet me in the bathroom. The s e r v n t s will set up the massage table while we shower.” And with that, he disappears into the closet. I look around the entire bedroom. My body is on fire. It’s about to go down.