The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 213

REAGAN'S POV.

If someone had told me err long this is how I was going to feel after making things official with Ashanti, I would never have dragged on for so long. This morning I feel ecstatic. My bones feel rejuvenated. Energy is coursing through my body, igniting every iota of strength I have inside me. I'm going to do a month’s worth of work today at the office.

The moment my driver parks in the driveway of my office building and my door is opened, I keep a straight face and step out. Everyone around stops whatever it is they are doing and bow their heads to me as they greet. I respond to their greetings with curt nods, still trying to smother my smile while my guards lead the way into the building. I only relax my face when I arrive at my office and the door is opened and there stands Kyle at the center, waiting for me.

I'm not even surprised.

“Good Morning, Alpha Reagan.” Kyle greets with a curt bow.

“Good morning, Kyle.” I reply, stepping into the office and the door is closed behind me. Since it's just the two of us now, I release my jaws and let my smile shine. That definitely throws Kyle in a frenzy because of the confused look on his face.

“And what's making you smile this morning, if I may?” He asks with raised brows and a light chuckle. Without saying a word, I head to the wine bar where I take out a wine bottle and two glasses. I have no idea how, but Kyle is suddenly in front of me, taking the bottle and glasses from my hand.

“I'll serve the drinks.” He sets the items on the table and I simply shake my head. He never lets me do anything on my own when he's around.

“Thank you.” I tell him when he hands me a glass of wine. I take a small sip and gently walk over to the sitting area where I make myself comfortable on one of the couches.

My smile returns to my lips.

“So, are you going to tell me what's making you so happy or not?” My smile turns into a soft chuckle. I lean forward and place the glass on the table to avoid shaking too much and spilling the wine on my outfit. When I look back at Kyle, he doesn't look amused by the fact that I'm keeping him on suspense. “Ashanti and I made up last night.” I calmly report.

The look on his face eases. I stare into his eyes, expecting a particular reaction from him, but I don't get it.