Chapter 117
THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE
Chapter 0117
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ASHANTIâS POV.
Iâm in his arms by the time he gets to five and my heart is pounding uncontrollably in my rib cage.
Someone could step out and see us. They could even take photos. The rumor would spread like wildfire. Iâll be in trouble.
âAshanti.â He calls my name calmly, and quietly. I try to back away from his hold so I can look at his face, but he holds me still in his arms. Like he never wants to let me go. My body goes tense as his hold tightens. He gently squeezes me and my breath hitches in my throat when he sniffs my hair.
âWhy do you always smell so nice?â He asks out of nowhere and I get confused.
Do I always smell nice?
I thought he was the only one who possessed that superpower.
âDo I?â
âDonât you know?â I shake my head. I can still not look at him because his hold around me is still as tight as before. If he dares to squeeze me even a bit more, my bones will break.
Heâs so strong.
âI canât begin to tell you how much your smell affects me.â He lets go of me. I look up at his face my eyes drown in his charming brown eyes. A million different emotions are swimming in them and their gentleness makes my heart swell.
What is going on?
âAnd why do you always choose the most boring options? A kiss in public would have been amazing.â
âIt wouldâve been scandalous!â I correct him sternly and he chuckles, shaking his head. My heart s k i p s a few beats when he gestures for me to get into the car so we can leave for his chambers.
Through e ride, I canât help but think about what will happen between us when we get to his bedroom. Is he finally going to have sex with me? Or is he going to kiss me and leave me hanging at the end of the day like always?
If he dares deprive me of another o r g a s m, I canât promise that one of us wonât wind up dead by tomorrow morning.
When we get to his chambers, we are led to the main door by the guard. The s e r v a ts we b y p as s in the house give us shocking gazes and Iâm sure itâs because Alpha Reagan doesnât want to let go of my hand. Our hands are intertwined with each otherâs till we get to his bedroom. I let out a heavy sigh of relief the moment I closed the door behind me
âWhy do you look like someone who just walked through the valley of the shadow of death?â
âBecause I just did! Did you see the looks I got from the s e r n t s down there?â I ask aghast. He simply chuckles and waves a dismissive hand at the issue.
âForget about them.â
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âEasy for you to say. Youâre not the one whoâs going to be gossiped about and stared at weirdly at the cafeteria tomorrow.â I snap. He stops in his tracks and swivels around to face me. His brows are creased and thereâs a perplexed look on his face.
âWhat was that tone?â He asks quietly and I gasp in horror when I notice what I just did.
I just grumbled in the presence of the Alpha. I spoke to him like he was my mate. My head drops in fear.
âIâm so sorry Alpha. I didnât mean to snap at you. I was just really upset and trying toâ¦â My blood turns ice cold when I hear his approaching footsteps. Heâs walking towards me. What does he want to do? Punish me for disrespecting him?
Oh sweet goddess, Iâve done it again.
âAlpha Reagan please donât be upset. It wasnâtâ¦ââ
âUpset?â He stops walking. We are just a few inches from each other now. âUpset?â He asks yet again and a chuckle follows.
âIâm really sorry.â I apologize, almost shaking as I muster the courage to look at him. expecting to see him scowling at me, but the charming smile I meet throws me into a state of confusion.
Why is he smiling?
âStop apologizing because Iâm not upset. I am far from upset. I am surprised. Happy even. If you can use that tone with me, it means youâre getting comfortable being around me and thatâs what I want.â
My brows are raised as I give him a confused look.
Whatâs going on here?
Does he mean to tell me heâs not upset that I spoke to him like weâre mates?
âStop giving me that look. Itâs creepy.â
âOhâ¦â I tear my gaze from his face and look at the wall ahead. My head is swirling with different ghts. Iâm still trying to understand what just happened.
âIâm happy you feel comfortable around me. That was my goal. Iâm glad I accomplished it.â Heâs still smiling at me. I look at him again and chuckle lightly when he winks at me.
Heâs happy that Iâm comfortable around him.
But am I though?
Am I really comfortable around this man?
I think the answer to that question is yes. I no longer tremble when I hear his voice or see him. My thoughts no longer jumble up when I try to have a conversation with him. He still has his powerful domineering aura hovering around him at all times, but it no longer intimidates me like before.
So yes. He has succeeded in making me feel comfortable around him.
That realization makes me smile. My heart has suddenly stopped beating fast.
âDo you know what youâll be doing for me tonight?â He asks, staring at my face. I quietly shake my head. âYouâll be giving me an oll massage.â My eyes pop open in shock. âYeah. Naked oil massage.â
My body grows hot.
âNaked oil massage?â I repeat the statement in shock.
âYeah.
âAnd before thatâs done, youâll bathe me.â
âIâll bathe you?â I ask, almost shouting.
âYeah. Got a problem with that?â He asks with raised brows. I stay glued to my spot as I try to figure out how to feel about those tasks.
Bathe him.
Give him an oil massage.
All of that requires me to see him stark naked.
Not that I have a problem with that. His body is perfectly sculpted and I can look at every body part of his all day long without batting an eyelid.
âAshanti.â His voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I look at him. âDo you have a problem with doing any of the things I just mentioned?â I nod. I shake my head. I clear.
my throat.
âNo.â I croak. âI donât.â
âGood then, meet me in the bathroom. The s e r v n t s will set up the massage table while we shower.â And with that, he disappears into the closet. I look around the entire bedroom. My body is on fire.
Itâs about to go down.