The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 335

ASHANTI'S POV.

The ride to the house is a silent one. The two guards, Ryan and myself are riding in our car while Delta Kyle leads the way with his. He didn’t utter a word to me and I'm guessing it's because he's mad at me. I completely understand. I left without any warning and stayed hidden from all of them for two years. I was indeed going through a lot in this pack at the time. Incessant persecution from Alina and the pack subjects and Alpha Reagan's bipolar attitude, but Kyle was one of the few people who never treated me badly. From the first day we met, he had been nothing but kind and caring to me. He looked after me as though he had a responsibility towards me, which he didn't.

Even during the last days when things had gotten out of hand, he kept assuring me that everything was going to be okay, but I left. And I did so without any forewarning. It must have angered him a great deal, the reason why he's being so cold to me right now.

I draw in a sharp inhale and rest my head against the backrest of the chair, eyes closed. If Delta Kyle is this upset with me, it means Tessa won't even want to see me.

This is so messed up.

“We're here,” Ryan announces when the car comes to a halt. I sit upright and unbuckle my seat belt and soon, my seat door is opened. My jaw drops when I step out of the car and see the house we’ve been brought to.

It's a whole ass mansion!

Alpha Reagan prepared a mansion for me to live in.

“Is this it?” I ask Ryan as though he would know better. He shrugs his shoulders.

“I guess it is. I love it.”

My eyes start searching for Kyle and I finally spot him walking towards us. He still has that serious look on.

“Delta Kyle,” I call respectfully. “Is this the house Alpha Reagan talked about?” My eyes are hovering all over the magnificent building as I pose that question.

“Yes, it is.”

“It's too much!” I cry.

“Well, not for you.” I face him. My heart makes a small happy leap in my chest when I see the smile on his face. He no longer looks very serious and with the look he has on, it's hard to conclude that he's mad at me.

“I… I don't understand.”