THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE novel Chapter 278

ASHANTI’S POV

I know for a fact that it's not true. Alpha Reagan is not taking care of Alina, but I cannot stop my chest from hurting so much after hearing that statement. Just the thought of him siding with Alina makes me want to faint.

“How about we feed her the food she refused to eat?” Another guard suggests from behind. My pain turns into anger as my right fist curls by side. I swing it upward with all my might, targeting the face of the man who's big hands are pulling my hair, but my blow doesn't reach his face because both my hands are caught midair by two other wardens standing by my side. I try to tear my hands out of their holds but they are just too strong.

“Did you just try to hit me?” Logan sneers as he releases my hair and connects his fist with my right cheek. I yelp in pain as my head sways to the side, my hair scattering all over my face. Another blow lands on my left cheek, sending my head in the opposite direction and I burst into tears. He grabs my hair again, tugging my head up so I can see the triumphant smile on his face. “How did that feel?”

Bile crawls up from the pit of my stomach into my mouth, and I can taste its bitterness at every corner in my mouth. I suck at the walls of my mouth and on my tongue, gathering every bit of saliva I can and even though I know it's a wrong move, I open my mouth and spit my bloody saliva on his face, not failing to smirk when his smile turns into mortification.

“No, she didn't!” One of them laments and I watch, prepared, as Logan raises his hand to give me another blow, but it doesn't reach my jaw because an angry voice cuts through the atmosphere that pauses every action going on in the cell.

“What the hell is going on here?”

It's a deep masculine voice. Very familiar.

I don't need to think to know it belongs to no one but my mate, Alpha Reagan.

Logan's hand releases my hair while the other that was balled into a fist drops to his side. All four of them have terrified looks on their faces as they turn to face Alpha Reagan who looks like he's about to kill someone. His eyes meet mine and I do the only thing I can do in this situation. I burst into tears.

The next minute, the entire cell and hallway is filled with screams and pleas as the wardens are being thrown from one wall to the other. Alpha Reagan beats them mercilessly and their limp bodies are all bundled away by other guards. The two elders who have been spectators to the incident, watch in horror as Alpha Reagan

rushes into the cell and stoops before me, his eyes searching every part of my body. My face is red and swollen from all the blows Logan gave me a few minutes ago and my entire body hurts as though I've been run over by a truck.