The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 311

ASHANTI'S POV.

“Alright everyone, we're back again.” Mum's voice is a lot more jovial as she addresses the people in the living room. The elderly man, whom I suppose is her husband, gives me a warm smile and to be polite, I reciprocate the smile. The others, who happen to be a young boy and a girl, are frowning at me.

It's obvious my presence does not make them happy.

My mother turns to me with a subtle look on her face.

“Ashanti, this is my husband, Michael Smith and my children, your siblings, Sheila and Ryan. They are twins.”

“Hello Mr. Smith, Sheila, Ryan” I greet, flashing them all a very shy smile. “It's nice to meet you all. I'm grateful to you for letting me stay here.” The only person who accepts my greetings warmly is their father. Sheila rolls her eyes and sighs in exasperation as though I’m frustrating the hell out of her, while Ryan just sits there, giving me a glare as cold as ice.

Oh goddess! They hate me.

“It's nothing Ashanti. We were devastated when your mother arrived with you being in an unconscious state. We are all relieved to finally see you awake.” That’s Michael.

“Thank you, Sir.” I say, almost bowing my head.

“Oh dear… there's no need for formalities. Call me Michael.”

“Ok, Michael.”

Sheila, who seems to be tired of our little chit-chat, rises to her feet.

“I’m starving! Can we go to the dinning and eat already?” She asks in a harsh tone and both her parents shoot her stern looks.

“Sheila! Where are your manners?” Our mother scolds her, but that doesn't change anything. Sheila rolls her eyes and storms out of the living room, heading straight to the dinning. Her brother follows suit.

Michael and my mother give me apologetic looks.

“I'm sorry about their behaviour. They are usually not like that.”