The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 81

Chapter 0081
ASHANTI’S POV.
I had a long night.
A very long night. I kept pondering what Alpha Reagan when he said he just wants me around.
Could Tessa be right about him having feelings for me? That has got to be the case because why on earth will he tell me a thing like that?
‘Get over yourself, Ashanti.’ My subconscious whispers, crushing my hope into dust. I clear my throat and come back to my senses.
He could never like me. I should getting ahead of myself.
But what the f**k was that statement for?
“Ashanti, watch out!”
Baam!
Hot, searing pain courses through my forehead as it collides with an extreme hard surface in front of me. My vision goes blurry for a split second before it adjusts and I notice that I just walked straight into a balcony.
“Ouch!” I since in pain, taking a step back from the hard concrete and massaging the stinging spot with my fingers.
“Are you alright, Ashanti?” Tessa asks, greatly concerned and I simply nod my head.

“Yes… I just got distracted. That’s all.” I step away from the balcony and lead the way into the
cafeteria. My fingers are still on the aching spot, massaging it. There are a few bleeding bruises
which are no cause for alarm and I’m sure there’s going to be bump on the spot as well.
The pain makes so angry.
“You’ve been distracted all morning.” Tessa finally speaks once we take our food and head to a nearby table where we sit on it to eat. I heave out a heavy sigh and look at her. I’m tempted to tell her about the time I spent with Alpha Reagan in his office and the statement he made about wanting me around him, but I decide not to share that détail with her.
Right now my mind is already jumbled up enough. I don’t want her analysing his actions and words and feeding me more reasons why I should believe Alpha Reagan has feelings for me. So I gently shrug my shoulders.
“I just have a lot on my mind.”
“Want to share?” I quickly shake my head.
“No. It’s fine. Thanks for your concern though.” I flash her a tight smile and dig into my food. Just then, a group of girls start chanting as a girl walks into the cafeteria, smiling from molar to molar.
“Look who we have hear.” I look at the girl with creased brows, trying to understand why her friends are cheering her up. She gives them a lousy greeting and heads to their table. I sigh, shake my head and focus on my food.

I don’t…
“I’m dying to hear how your night with the Alpha went.”
That statement causes blood dry to dry up in my veins. I pause on my meal and throw my eyes in their direction. The girl in question is grinning like an idiot, tilting her head from side to side while flipping her hair.
She looks very excited.
She spent the night with Alpha Reagan.
Why?
“Oh, you have no idea.” The girl gushes and I tighten my grip on the fork in my hand. I want to shoot my head in her direction and stab her with my gaze so she’d just die and stop talking
nonsense. “I had such a splendid night with him. That man can **!” I choke on my saliva.
The f**k did she just say?