THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

Chapter 183

Chapter 0183 ASHANTI’S POV. “I had the best dinner experience today since I came to this m . ” Tessa declares excitedly as we walk to the Premium residence to retire for the night. I know exactly why she’s saying that. “You’re not going to let that slide, with you?” “Never.” She stops in her tracks and shoots me an intense look. “Do you have any idea how satisfying it is to see someone like Rhea being reprimanded? It just reminds me that the Moon goddess is just after all and that the universe has its way of making sure people’s evil deeds come back to bite them right the a s s when they’re least suspecting. Rhea, the one who bullies and instigates rumours about people, is now the one on the hot seat. To think the rumour flying around is the truth! Oh, sweet mother of all werewolves, Rhea has ruined her life.” “Tessaaa.” I wipe a gentle smack on her shoulder, glaring at her. I know she’s trying to get me to talk trash about Rhea. Trust me, I want to. I really want to trash talk about Rhea, throw mocking words at her anytime I see her and maybe even join the other girls in bullying her, but I can’t. That’s not what my father would want me to do to my sister. If I do any of those things and he ever finds out, he’ll be very disappointed in me. So, I’m just going to stand by and let the others do the bullying for me. “What?” Tessa cries. “Since you’re not going to trash-talk her, let me do it for both of us, okay?” She says, winking her eyebrows at me and smiling. I try to hold back the laughter bubbling in my throat but fail woefully. It explodes out of my mouth and I barely hold myself back from howling with laughter. Tessa bursts into laughter as well and the atmosphere around us is filled with our voices. I shouldn’t be laughing at my sister’s predicament. I’m such a horrible person. We laugh all the way to the building entrance. As we walk towards the door, my eyes are looking everywhere else, but at Tessa’s face because I know one look at her and I’ll start laughing all over again. I stop walking when the yellow headlights of a car flash behind me. Tessa and I turn to look and my

heart falls into my stomach when I see a familiar çar approaching. It’s the same car Alpha Reagan always sends with his driver to come pick me up, The car stops in front of us and the driver’s steps and smiles when he sees me. “Good evening Ashanti. I’m here to take you to the Alpha’s chambers. He’s waiting for you.” No, he isn’t! Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

I shoot Tessa a scared look, begging her with my eyes to tell this man I don’t want to go over to Alpha Reagan’s chambers today because I’m scared of what he’ll do to me once I arrive. He’s been cold and indifferent towards me these past days. Our interactions are emotionless. He f u c k s me hard without any care in the world. He scares me. My heart sinks when the driver opens the passenger seat door for me to hop in. I look at Tessa again and almost fall on my knees when she nods and urges me to go in. “I don’t want to.” I cry under my breath, clutching onto her arm. “I’m sure you know how furious he’ll get if his driver takes that news back to him. Save yourself his terror and go see him already.” “But he doesn’t like me anymore. Why does he keep calling me over?” “Ashanti…” She peels my hands off her arm and pulls me to the car door. “You’ll be fine. Just get in the car already.” “Please, come with me.” I cry. ‘Are you kidding me right now?” She whispers harshly and places her hand on my head, guiding me into the backseat of the vehicle. “Get in. You shouldn’t keep the Lycan King waiting. And if you’re too frightened to do anything with him, tell him. Okay?” I sit in the car and nod my head. “Okay.” “Good. Seat belt on.” She instructs like a mother would and I strap on my seat belt. “Have a wonderful night and see you tomorrow.” She wishes with a bright smile on her face and closes the door. I can’t even smile back at her or wish her the same because of the sinking nervous pain in my

stomach. It’s like my guts are being chopped into tiny pieces and I’m going to s h i t them out soon. “Have a wonderful night.” I scoff when those words replay in my mind. There will be nothing wonderful about this night with Alpha Reagan. I’m sure of that.