THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

ASHANTI'S POV.

"Did you have a great time?" Leonard asks as we both make our way towards the main entrance door of the Mansion. I look up at him and smile as I nod my head. Despite everything, these past four hours I spent with him have been nothing short of fun. From taking a stroll along pavements illuminated by street lights, to eating street food, playing games to win toys (We didn't win any. Turns out we both sucked at playing games) and him making me howl with laughter with his witty jokes and not-so-cool comments about people's outfits. His toxic trait is judging people's sense of fashion. He cannot stand anyone who doesn't know how to combine clothes and color patterns to create a good outfit.

"What if you are mated to a girl with no fashion sense?" My question had made him twist his face in disgust as though I had asked him to look at someone's vomit.

"She would have to learn."

"What if she doesn't want to?" I had pursued.

"She would not have a choice on the matter."

"That's you being a dictator and a cruel superior, not a mate and that's toxic!"

"Ashanti, stop giving the moon goddess ideas. Drop this topic already."

And that had made me howl for the umpteenth time.noveldrama

"Ashanti." Léonard's voice comes through again, dragging my thoughts from the past and reeling me back to the present. That's when I notice we are both standing right by the door, facing each other.

"Yes." I reply quickly. "I had a wonderful time, Leonard. Words cannot describe how much I'm grateful to you for taking me out tonight. I really needed this outing. Thank you for coming through for me."

"I had a great time too, Ash. If I didn't love my life, I'd say let's do this every weekend, but I know Alpha Reagan already has a grave dug and ready to have me buried in it if I try to take you out again anytime soon." I am giggling by the time he finishes his statement. When they said do not judge a book by its cover, they were referring to Leonard. From his demeanor, one would judge him to be an uncompromising and aloof person, but he's the total opposite. And above all, he's really funny!

"You're right, Leonard." I say once I'm able to stop myself from laughing. "We can't do this anytime soon."

"Let's wait a few weeks before doing this again. Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Cool. You should go in now and get some rest."

"I should. You drive safely, okay? And text me when you get home."

"Yes, Ma'am." He says,

demonstrating a playful military salute that makes me laugh out loud yet again. I give him a light punch on his right arm and turn to the door. only hear his footsteps start to retreat when I unlock the door by typing the passcode and step into the house. As I shrug off my blazer, the familiar scent of my home envelopes me in its warm embrace, making me smile as I draw in a deep breath with my eyes closed. I can't wait to go upstairs, shower and fall on my bed.

"You're back." A low, gravelly voice from the living room fills my ears and terror rakes its claws down my spine when I look over and see Alpha Reagan rising from one of the couches in the living room

What the hell!

"Alpha Reagan." My voice is less than a whisper, laced with horror and shock. "What are you doing here?"

"Why else would I be here if it's not to see you?"

"At this time?" I ask, my voice filled with disbelief.

"It's only midnight."

"Only midnight? Do you even listen to yourself speak?"

"You were out until midnight. That's too late for you to be out."

"I fail to see how that's any of your business." My cold response makes him stop in his tracks. I watch his chest rise and fall as he lets out a deep sigh, evidently frustrated by my replies to his questions. I do notè have any plans to stop making him feel frustrated anytime soon. He deserves every treatment I'm giving him right now. "Where's Ryan?" I ask, going over to the living room to meet him. The right thing to do right now is to probably ignore him and take the stairs straight to my bedroom, but knowing Alpha Reagan, he would follow me into my dreams and wouldn't let me be until we discuss what he wants us to discuss.