The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 221

“You look well.” He breaks the excruciating silence between us. His tone is the most depressing sound I've heard in my life. He doesn't only sound miserable, he looks miserable.

This is not the same father I left at home. He seems to have aged years in months and I think I understand why. Both his daughters were taken from him for the so-called Concordant Ritual. That must have left him devastated and hopeless.

I clear my voice.

“Hello Father. It's good to see you again.” My voice is calm and cautious. My eyes are roaming in the distance between us. I want to eat it all up and throw my hands around him when I'm close enough. I want to hug him tight and never let go.

I've missed my father.

“Ashanti.” He calls in a broken voice. I almost fly away when he starts walking towards me. My soul returns to my body when he comes closer and pulls me into his arms, embracing me in a warm, fatherly hug. He plants a hard kiss on my head and squeezes me tight in his arms. I'm nearly suffocating, my bones will crush in his hold if he holds me any tighter, but I don't mind. I want to stay here, in his arms because he's my father and I’ve missed him dearly.

“Dad.” I call, crying like a baby with my head buried in his chest. “Dad I've missed you so much!” He plants his lips on my head and kisses it again, breathing hard and raspily.

“I've missed you too, Princess “

Princess.

That's what he used to call me when I was little. Before Rhea and her mother showed up and ruined everything.

He pulls me out of his hold and rakes his eyes all over my teary face.

“Have you been well?” He asks and I nod my head, smiling in tears.

“Lately, I've been.”

“It makes me happy to hear that.”