ASHANTI’S POV. “Ashanti.” Ryan’s voice comes through for the one millionth time and I ignore him yet again. I’m not in the right mind to speak to anyone right now. I just got the most heart wrenching news ever and I need time to process my thoughts. Alpha Reagan’s first mate has returned. How the
ASHANTI'S POV. “Ryan, what are you doing here so early in the morning?” I ask Ryan when I step out of the bathroom after freshening up. He's standing by my door with a perplexed look on his face. “Did Alpha Reagan say anything about sending servants over?” “No.” My brows crease. “Did you hire a
ASHANTI'S POV. "Tessa." I call again, shocked to the bone. It takes milliseconds for tears to well up in my eyes. I stay frozen on my spot, unable to process the thoughts and emotions swimming through me. I open my mouth to speak again, but words fail. My mind has gone completely blank and my voice
ASHANTI'S POV. “Alpha Reagan.” My voice comes out as a miserable whisper. Tears well up in my eyes as I turn to face him fully. He's here. It's seven am in the morning and he's here. “Ashanti.” His voice is almost inaudible. He looks so sad, so broken. The devastation in his tone is almost palp
REAGAN'S POV. “Thank the goddess you're here.” Ronald breathes with relief the moment he sees me step out of the car in the private underground parking lot. I'm using this entrance into the hospital because I don't want people seeing me walk in and out of this hospital. They are going to start cook
“I had some pack business to settle. It took up all my time, that's why I couldn't come back to you.” I lie smoothly and she buys it. “Oh my God… I hope I'm not distracting you from your work. You surely came here because Beta Ronald called to tell you about my crying state this morning. I'm so sor
REAGAN’S POV. Ten moments later, the entire atmosphere is still in graveyard silence. Selena staring straight into my eyes as she awaits my reply to her question and me staring right back at with a million thoughts running through my mind. I have an answer to her question . In fact, I have many a
REAGAN’S POV. Another wave of excruciating silence washes through the atmosphere as I stay planted on my spot, staring at Selena, wondering if she has been possessed. This is the second tough question she's asking and her tone is different from that which she uses when we converse normally. She so