THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE novel Chapter 321

ASHANTI'S POV.

“Ugh! Finally!” Sheila grunts in the most frustrated tone as she gets out of the car, slamming the door behind her. I flinch on my seat at the loud sound caused by that action of hers. My head veers to the left and my eyes fall on Ryan who's shaking his head in disapproval.

Me too, brother. Me too.

Sighing heavily, I unbuckle my seatbelt and get out of the car as well, but making sure not to repeat Sheila's action. This car is far too precious and expensive to be rough handled as such.

As I walk towards the main door, the gentle breeze blowing in the environment fans my face and my hair strands do not miss that opportunity to menace every one of facial features, especially my lips. It takes several attempts before I finally succeed to tuck the loose strands behind my ear. The guards are carrying our luggage into the house while we make our way to the front porch. My eyes keep hovering all over the place, drowning myself in the beauty and magnificence of the building and its surroundings. It's huge and there are a lot of servants around tending to the gardens and lawns and everything else that needs tending.

All I ever wanted was to find my mother. I never thought of her living condition because I never cared about it. Even if she were dirt poor, I'd have had absolutely no problem staying with her. I'm just really impressed and happy to see that she has been living a good life all this while.

“You kids are here.” Her joyous voice comes through and I look straight ahead to see her walking out of the main door of the house. Sheila, who's already close to her, ducks under her outstretched right arm and storms into the house. I can bet she was rolling her eyes as she ducked. She just ignored our mother like she wasn't in the way.

How rude!

Mum, who doesn't seem the least bothered by Sheila's réaction, smiles even wider at Ryan who simply gives her a peck on her jaw and walks into the house.

Then comes me.

My face almost split on two halves when I see that her arms are still widely stretched for me to hug her. I crash into them. I hug her with all my might, inhaling her sweet smell and smiling like a fool.

God, I love this! I'm never going to get used to my mother's presence.

“Welcome back home.” She says once we're out of each other's arms.

“Thank you mum.”

“Let's go inside. We have so much to discuss.” She holds my arms, leading me in a swivel that turns us towards the door and we both head into the building. Once in the living room, we settle on a couch and she keeps staring at me with her glowing eyes. I almost get shy. “Did the twins give you a hard time?” She asks, flinching a little because she thinks they did. My first instinct is to nod and say yes, but then that won't be true.

“Uh… not really.” Her brows furrow.

“Not really?” Her eyes tell me she wants me to expatiate.

“Well…” I adjust myself on the couch. “Ryan didn't give me a hard time. On the contrary, he showed concern.”

“He did?” She asked, surprised and I nod, smiling brightly.

“Yeah. He asked me a few questions and uh… told Sheila to give me a break after the phonecall we had the other night that got her so upset.” A gentle laugh follows.

“Did he?” Mother asks yet again, joining me in my laughter. “Oh my God! Isn't he full of surprises?”

“He's so sweet.”