THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

Chapter 0103 ASHANTI’S POV. My eyes flutter open and since I’m lying on my back, the first thing I lay my eyes on is the ceiling above. My head jars within when I notice how unfamiliar it is. It’s not the plain white ceiling in my bedroom, neither is it the white ceiling with a chandelier in Alpha Reagan’s room. This seems to be a different bedroom. I snap my head to the side to take inventory of my surroundings, but my head erupts with pain like an active volcano. I feel like an elephant stepped on it while I was asleep. I wince painfully and try to raise my right hand to touch my forehead, but my hand is stopped by a rope and I feel a stinging pain at the back of my hand. “Be careful not to rip out the cannula, Ashanti. Stay still.” A warm voice cautions me. I stop trying to move my body and turn to face him instead. I feel more pain in my head and neck, but when my eyes fall on Alpha Reagan who’s seated by my side, all that pain magically dissipates and I’m left wondering what the hell I’m doing on a hospital bed. “Alpha Reagan,” I call almost inaudibly. My throat feels very sore. I’m trying very hard to keep my eyes open. My eyelids are as heavy as bricks. ” What’s going on? Why am I in a hospital bed? Did something bad happen to me?” Now I’m worried because I have no memory of what could’ve happened that got me here. I try to reflect, but that +15 BONOS Chapter 0103 causes me pain so I stop. I only have to rely on Alpha Reagan to tell me what I need to know. An exasperated sigh leaves his chest. His eyes search every corner of the room before settling on me again and that’s when I notice that he’s p**d about something. Sweet Heavens! I hope I didn’t do anything outrageous. My heart rate peaks as I stare at him, patiently waiting for his response. “Ashanti.” He calls with a calm voice. “Something bad happened to you last night, but thank goodness Delta Kyle showed up before things could escalate.” His words linger at the forefront of my mind. My heart feels like a war drum against my chest.

Something bad actually happened to me. Delta Kyle showed up before things could escalate. – The back of my neck heats. I try to imagine recall – what on earth happened but my mind is as blank as a white A-four sheet. I remember nothing. I suck in a breath at the sensation shooting up my arm. It’s a creepy one. “I… I can’t remember anything.” I finally tell him. He nods his head. “It’s expected.” “Can you tell me what happened? Please?” “How are you feeling right now?” No! Please no. This is not the time for him to do this to me. He’s an expert in changing topics out of

nowhere. I don’t want him to brush off this topic. “My head feels like I’ve been run over by a trailer, but that isn’t important right now. I need to know what happened to me. Please.” I beg with all my might as I struggle to sit upright on the bed. “Careful!” He cautions, placing both hands on my shoulders and guiding me to sit up. I lean against the headboard and let out a tired breath. Just that little action has rendered me exhausted like I climbed a mountain. “Alpha Reagan… please tell me what I need to know.” “You were drugged last night, Ashanti. With opium. You got high. Like terribly high. You went bonkers. Now tell me, did you eat or drink something offered to you by someone out of the blue? or did you deliberately take the drug?” “NO, I DID NOT!” I deny flatly. Loudly. Giving him a piercing glare for even thinking that I would do that. “I don’t do drugs.” “Right. I believe you. That leaves us with the option of eating or drinking something. Now, try to recall who gave you anything to drink after your dinner at the cafeteria.” I look away from him and

plaster my gaze on the sitting area of the living room, trying to recall who gave me what and my entire being freezes when I remember something.