THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

ASHANTI'S POV.

My heart still feels hollow because of what I experienced during the day, but my stomach is pretty full because Alpha Reagan made sure to feed me beyond my limit. I can't even breathe properly right now.

"Are you still mad at me for making you finish your portion of food?" His smooth, baritone voice breaks the silence. I playfully snort and roll my eyes at him.

"I don't even want to talk to you right now. Leave me alone." My response earns me a chuckle from him. A chuckle that makes me feel like the sky has parted and heaven has blessed me with a miracle. I hate to admit it, but I really like being around this man. I make the best memories and have the sweetest moments when I spend time with him.

I wonder if he feels the same way.

"You told me you were famished yet you wanted to stop eating after taking barely five scoops of your meal, telling me you are full. That's absurd."

"No it's not. There are people who don't need large portions of food to get full."

"So you need just five scoops of food to get full.”

"Well..." I tilt my head from side to side as I think of a response to give him but none comes to mind. "Well..." I stall as I try to think harder, but my mind is still empty. I finally give up. "You know what? Yes! I only need five scoops of any meal to get full no matter how hungry I am."

"Now that is a lie. A very fat lie." He leans back, folds his arms over his chest and gives me a queer look. “Ashanti, I never took you for a liar. You surprise me everyday!"

"I'm not lying! It's the truth." The laughter bubbling in my throat betrays me by bursting out.

"You see. It sounds so stupid, it's making you laugh. But don't you worry. Henceforth, I'll make sure to take you out for dinner everyday so you get to eat properly."

"You mean so I get to eat beyond my limit and get fat?"

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea?"

My jaw is on the floor. The audacity of this man!

I gasp in shock as I shoot him a very dark frown.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Really now!"

"Yeah." A casual shrug follows that very nonchalant response. "It's not like eating a good dinner will make you fat, but even if it does, there's no problem."

"There's no problem...what do you mean there's no...in fact." I stop talking. I pinch the bridge of my nose and exhale a heavy breath with my eyes closed. I take a moment to relax. To gather my bearings because this man is driving me crazy. "You know what... I don't want to have this conversation with you anymore. We seem to have arrived. I'll go in now." I stretch my hand to reach for the door but he beats me to it and places his hand over the door handle, preventing me from getting a hold of it. I quickly turn to face him and our faces nearly collide. That's when I notice how close we are. He's leaning closer to me in order to be able to reach my door handle and even though we are sitting, his towering height never fails to dominate mine. I'm literally looking at his face as though I'm looking up at a tree and he's staring down at me with his perfect facial features.

Heat consumes my face.

Our lips.

God they are so close.

This position reminds me of the first time we ever got so close together. I was still a Harem girl and had been sent to the private lounge where Harem girls were sent to pleasure Lycammen. He took me out of the

hall and asked me to retire for the night after giving me his jacket. I begged him in my mind to kiss me and that's the same thing I'm doing right now.

Alpha Reagan, my body is as rigid as a rock in this position and I'm staring right at you, sending you signals with my eyes that it's okay for you to kiss me because I know that's what you want to do, but you're scared of how I'll react.

I won't push you away. I won't scold you. I will return the kiss and we will have a hot makeout session in this car that will leave me blushing for the rest of the week.

If he had marked me and I had the means to communicate with him through a mind link. I would have done so, but now, the only way to tell him my mind is by putting it in words and I know I'd rather die than say that.

"I'm still going to love you even if you get fat." His low voice breaks the excruciating silence between us.

Those words fry all those sexy thoughts in my head like fish in hot oil.

Seriously?

"Well... Mr. Alpha. Just so you know, there's nothing wrong with getting fat and I'm not exclaming because think there's something wrong with getting fat. Also, I'm not against getting fat because I'm scared if you'll lose interest in me. If want to get fat, I will, regardless of how you'll feel about it, so get over yourself!"

"Does that mean you'll have dinner with me every night from now on?" My eyes widen in disbelief. He nods his head. "Yeah... since you know... you don't mind getting fat."

"Like I said, I do not want to have this conversation with you anymore." I give a gentle slap on the hand that's still on the door handle. "Get your hand off the door handle so I can leave. I need to go to bed early, I'm tired."

"I know that."

"Then why are you stopping me from leaving?" I ask sternly. My facial features catch fire when his eyes start hovering all over my face. I nearly combust when a small smile creeps on his lips.

This man's smile is everything sexy and charming. It blows my mind whenever I see it.

"I know I've done a few things to irk you this evening, but I'm glad to see you in this playful mood."

I let out a short, sarcastic laugh.

"Mister. You must be mistaken.

This..." I circle my index finger in the

air over my face. "This is not my

playful mood. As a matter of fact am furious and vindictive right now and if you don't release me, I will rain trouble on you. I mean it!" I warn, doing my best to keep a serious face and frightful tone.

"Cute."

One word and facial muscles betray me like the traitors they are. I don't know how but my lips curve into a smile and I have to turn my face away to hide it from me.

"You hurt me by trying to hide your cute smile, Ashanti. I want to see it."

I seal my lips into a thin line and keep my eyes glued on the window screen.

It is impossible for me to resist his charm.

Damn this mate-bond!