THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

REAGAN'S POV.

What the hell was that?

I'm frozen on my spot as I stare at the door, completely dumbfounded by what I just experienced out there with Selena.

She made dinner for me.

She offered to pick out the pyjama I'll wear to bed while I shower.

What in the seven hells is going on here?

"Did you really think she was going to give up on you because you told her you were with Ashanti now?"

"Well, isn't she supposed to?" I asked confused. King scoffs in my mind.

“As you can see, it doesn't look like she's going to step down anytime soon, so brace yourself."

I scrub my palm over my face and groan in frustration.

"This version of Selena is scary. Very scary. I get chills just trying to recall the determination in her eyes as she spoke to me. You are right, King. Selena won't stop anytime soon."

"I don't even know why you are putting up with all of this. Ashanti is the one who's supposed to be here, not Selena."

"We both want the same thing, Kind, but you know there's so many things I have to fix before we even dreaming of having Ashanti move in here with us. If I dare bring it up to her right now, I'll ruin everything and I really don't want that to happen because we are on the right track. She's slowly warming up to me again and I'd hate to make her push me away again because I'm impatient."

"If you had just claimed and marked her when you were supposed to, we wouldn't be here right now. This is on you!" King firmly accuses and I have no words to say to defend myself because he is absolutely correct.

"You're never going to forgive me for that mistake I did, are you?" I ask in a defeated tone as I make my way into my walk in closet. All I want to do now is shower and sleep, hoping tomorrow will be a better day for me and Ashanti.

"I have forgiven you, but until you make things right with Ashanti, I will never stop reminding."

"Understood." I quickly shut him out. As it is now I already feel very aweful about how I messed up in the past, I don't want him to make things worse.

A few minutes later, I'm in the

bathroom, under a shower of coldTêxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

water pumping from the shower pump and cascading down my head and the rest of my body and my thoughts are with Selena. I cringe everytime I remember that she prepared me dinner and asked to pick my outfit, but then again, it makes me remember the time

Ashanti used to pick my outfits and I cannot help but smile.

Two years ago, I had her in my hands. She was all mine. All I had to do was tell her the truth and claim her, but I hesitated. I fucked up big time.

When I'm done bathing, I dress and head back to my bedroom, intending to go straight to bed, but that plan of mine is delayed when I hear a knock on my room door. I turn in the myroom direction of the door, staring at it curiosly as I try to guess who it could be.

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The only servant who ever comes up to my bedroom unannounced at this time is Catherine. That should be her.

Quietly, I head over to the door and open it up. I almost evaporate into thin air when I see Selena standing before me, wearing her very deceptively innocent face.

Goodness!