THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

Also, I really want to know why he's here. And I know I shouldn't be, but I'm sort of happy to see him. We read; We don't judge.noveldrama

"He went out with a couple of friends. He said to tell you not to wait up for him because he'll be back late."

"First, he went to the gym and now to an outing. Wow! He's living the life!" I say in a low tone. Silence stretches, the tension in the atmosphere rises. I can feel his eyes on me. His gaze is touching every inch of my body and face has gone red like a beetroot. I have no idea why I am blushing under his gaze.

What's going on in his mind as he looks at me?

Does he find me beautiful? Is he mad that I went out with Leonard? Is he going to give me an ultimatum not to do so again? (I would really love for him to do that just so I can oppose him.)

God, I wish he would just break this silence between us. It's killing me.

"Did you have fun?" He finally breaks the silence and I stare at him, confused.

That's not the question I was expecting him to ask. I clear my throat and nod my head.

"Yes, I did. But I'm certain you're not here to discuss how my date with Leonard went, so I'd appreciate it if you went straight to the point. I'm exhausted and I need to go to bed." I say, my tone as cold as ever. The melancholic look in his eyes intensifies as he takes two steps closer to me. His eyes have still not left face and my face has not stopped getting redder under his scrutiny.

This thing called the mate-bond is nothing to joke around with.

nerve

Deep down in my heart, I'm mad at Alpha Reagan because he is over indulging Selena and her antics. I absolutely abhor the fact that she's living under the same roof with him when I'm not. It pains me to my last ve to know that he spends the night in the same house with his ex and for that, I want to make him pay in any way that I can, but his presence weakens my resolve. The walls I spent months building to protect my heart against him have been all tumbled down and I am once more vulnerable to him.

I cannot hate him even if I tried.

I want him away from me as much as I want him close.

And right now, I'm dying for his touch.

I need him to touch me, kiss me and tell me I'm the only one he loves.

I need him to...

set

"I don't like fighting with you Ash." His calm words interrupt my thoughts, melting my heart completely. A painful knot forms.in my throat and I know I should stay quiet, but the words tumble out of my mouth before I can stop myself.

"You make it sound like I like fighting with you." I say hoarsely and he shakes his head in denial.

"No. Not at all. That's not what I'm trying to insinuate. Ashanti I..." He suddenly stops mid sentence and draws in a sharp breath. When our eyes meet again, I don't miss the raw emotions swimming in his pupils.

I know that look.

I've seen it before.

"You know what?" He asks with dark

eyes and voice filled with dark undertones. "Fuck it!" He mutters carelessly and closes the distance between us: A sharp gasp escapes my lips when I feel his hand wrap around my waist and he pulls me towards his body. Sparks scatter down my spine as our bodies crash against each other and my breath seizes when he slams his lips against mine, capturing them in a hungry, but passionate kiss that leaves me jelly in the knees and with an erratically beating heart.

Yes! Finally!