THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE novel Chapter 285

KYLE'S POV.

“Baby, are you sure you'll be fine on your own? Rhea's not running away, you know. We can still go to see her tomorrow.” I tell Tessa in a worried tone and she lets out a small sigh.

The moment Alpha Regan left for the hospital, I suggested that we postpone Rhea's visit to tomorrow so I could talk with the maid again today before the day was over. She refused and insisted that she could go to prison on her own until I had no choice but to let her go.

I'm regretting that choice right now. I should not have entertained the suggestion in the first place.

“Yes, we can…” She steps closer to me. “But there's no time. Going to see Rhea tomorrow means Ashanti has to spend another night in that cold, dark cell. It's not a good place to be in. The earlier we get this over with and have her released, the better.”

And her words make sense as usual.

Postponing these meetings means more nights for Ashanti in the dungeon which is not a good thing.

“Alright then, you win. But you're not going unaccompanied. I'll send three guards with you to prison. I need you to promise me that you won't dismiss them on your way there.” She chuckles lightly and pecks my cheeks.

“I won't. See you around.” She waves me goodbye and proceeds to walk towards the car she's to leave in. I only get into my car once hers drives out of the premises and I hit the gas once I'm on the highway.

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The maid, whose name I know to be Lizzy, is sitting in the same spot as yesterday when I stepped into the interrogation room. Without saying a word, I walk over to the center of the room and sit across from her just like Alpha Reagan did yesterday. She looks a bit haggard but still has that serious look going on.

Alpha Reagan was right when he said she was going to be a hard nut to crack.

“Lizzy. That's the name, isn't it?” My voice cuts through the silence.

“It is.” She answers dryly. Her voice is almost inaudible. Her coffee-brown hair is completely disheveled. Her servant uniform doesn't look as pristine as it did yesterday when she was brought in here. It's creased and the dryness of her lips indicates that she's having a rough time in that cell.

“So Lizzy, are you willing to tell the truth about what happened yesterday?”

“I already did so to Alpha Raegan.” Her tone is quiet, but firm.

“Well… he said to tell you he doesn't believe your words and that I should press on until you tell the truth.”