THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

ASHANTI'S POV.

“Alpha Reagan!” I call when my voice finally returns. He ignores me and looks at the man who's now on his feet.

"Do I have to tell you what to do?" His voice is deep and gruff when he asks that question. The terrified man's forehead nearly touches the ground when he bows his head.

"No, my Lord. I'm sorry, My Lord." He apologizes and scampers away, trembling.

I turn back to the Alpha Reagan who's frowning like an angry bear. My eyes narrow into a tight glare.

"Was that even necessary?" I try and fail to keep the annoyance out of my voice. Without saying a word, he comes over and takes the seat the man just vacated. His expression is as hard as granite.

“What are you doing here?" He asks grimly, his voice filled with dark undertones.

"What are you doing here?" I return his question. He shoots me an affronted look. My blood ices over.

"I asked you first."

"What does it matter?"

"Why were you talking about your virginity with a strange man in a club?" He asks carelessly, not even bothering to keep a low tune.

I nearly spilled the drink in my mouth. I quickly push it down my throat and stare at him with dilated pupils, flushed cheeks, and shallow breathing. "Will you shut up?" I warn tightly. "Or at least keep your voice down?" My eyes keep flicking around to see if anyone is looking at us weirdly. "You and I know what happened to my virginity. That was a joke."

"I don't like the joke." He fires yet again, not attempting to keep his voice low even after the warning I just gave. The others can hear us. The only reason why they aren't giving us weird stares is because they don't have the heart to look in the Lycan King's way. "I don't like that you were entertaining another man in a club!"

"Oh please! If you're here to nag me about irrelevant things, I'm going to leave." I set my glass down and just then, Ryan returns. His eyes nearly fall off their sockets when he sees Alpha Reagan in his seat.

“Ashanti. I leave you for five minutes and you invite the Lycan King to a club?"

"Shut up, Ryan."

"Who's this?" Alpha Reagan asks, giving Ryan a very stern look.

"None of your business." I step down from the stool and look at Ryan. "Take me home."

My sweet younger brother ignores me and bows to the Lycan King seated before us.

"My Lord, my name is Ryan Smith. Ashanti's stepbrother. It's an honor to finally meet you in person." He introduces himself. Alpha Reagan looks at me and I roll my eyes, so hard they nearly get stuck at the back of my head.

Why are all the men in my life so difficult to deal with?

"It's nice to meet you, Ryan." He says and Ryan bows to him again before turning to me.

"I'll wait for you in the car."

"You don't have to." That's Alpha Reagan. "You can go. I'll bring her home myself."

"No, you will not!" I turn to Ryan. "Take me home."

"You want me to go against the Lycan King's orders?" He asks with creased brows. I pause. "Besides, you're safe with him. See youat home." And with that, he leaves.

Traitor!

"Sit down, love. You're stuck with me."

I heave out an exasperated sigh and climb back on the bar stool I just stepped down from while he orders his drink.

"What are you drinking?" He asks, looking at me.

"I don't want another drink. You still haven't answered my question." I retaliate.

"Neither have you!" He says calmly.

I hate the fact that he's so calm and

I'm not. I'm boiling with rage within but he looks so unbothered by what's going on. So calm and collected, it's annoying!

Something slams into my consciousness and I furrow my brows, giving him a critical look as he takes his drink from the bartender.

"What?"