ASHANTI’S POV “Liar!” “I'm not lying!” “Why don't you have a girlfriend? No one has caught your attention yet?” I ask, smiling, and deep within me, I'm amazed. Never did I think Ryan and I would ever get to discuss something like this. He never opens up to anyone at home. Not even our mum. He do
ASHANTI'S POV. “Alpha Reagan!” I call when my voice finally returns. He ignores me and looks at the man who's now on his feet. “Do I have to tell you what to do?” His voice is deep and gruff when he asks that question. The terrified man's forehead nearly touches the ground when he bows his head.
“Why do I feel like you've been following me?” His answer is a smile. He then takes a sip of his drink and trains his eyes on me, but still doesn't say anything. “Have you?” I try to follow up. “What does it matter?” That's his way of saying yes, he has been following me. “That's just wrong and w
ASHANTI'S POV. “Back at the club you said there's something important you wanted to discuss with me, but you've done nothing but stared at me throughout our ride here. Do you have any idea how creepy that is?” I ask once the car comes to halt in the driveway of the building premises. He simply chuc
“I wasn't. You are my mate. You're special to me and there's no way I won't give you special treatment while you're here.” Her argues and I want argue some more, but I decide against it. I'm never going to win against him. I never do. “Thank you.” I whisper, looking up at him. “Why are you thinki
REAGAN'S POV. I knew she was going to take this badly. The old me would have kept this information from her, but I know better than to do that. It's true that I've ordered everyone who's set eyes on Selena to keep their mouths shut, but that doesn't mean they will. They'll tell someone, who'll tell
“I should be asking you that. You suddenly disappeared. I've been trying to get to you all day and throughout the evening to no avail.” “And that's why you came over and waited for me?” “Yes.” “You didn't have to do that! I'm not a child!” “I know. But I did and I will do it again the next time
KYLE'S POV. “Welcome home, Delta Kyle.” The guards around the premises greet the moment I step out of my car. I return their greetings with a simple nod and start heading towards the main entrance of the house. Having guards around my compound has never been something I fancied or found necessary,