THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE novel Chapter 420

REAGAN'S POV.

I don't know if Selena left like commanded her to before exiting the room because I didn't spend the night in my bedroom when I returned from my walk. It felt so wrong to go back in there and sleep on the same bed a few hours after a naked woman other than Ashanti had slept on it. Doing that felt like cheating on her.

Heck, I might need to change my bedroom again because that one has been defiled.

That bedroom was our sacred place. Up until last night, I had never had any other naked girl in it except Ashanti and I wanted it to stay that way, but Selena just had to ruin things like she always does.

Fucking annoying!

I'm frowning like an angry bull as I head to the flight of stairs that lead downstairs and from here, I can hear plates clattering and Selena giving orders to the servants in the dining room. I let out a heavy sigh of exasperation and roll my eyes so hard, they nearly get stuck at the back of my head.

She's at it again. Making breakfast I did not ask for.

I'm not going to eat any food she has made for me this morning and I'm not going to feel bad about it. I’m not going to care if that enables her decode how I really feel about her either.

My steps hasten as I descend the stairs and as though she can hear me approaching, she rushes out of the dinning and meets me as I take the last step down. My mood turns sour upon seeing the wide smile on her face.

“Good morning, Alpha.” She greets enthusiastically, almost jumping with excitement on her spot.

“Good morning, Selena.” My voice is rough and unpracticed. She stops jumping and stays still.

“Your breakfast is ready.” She says pointing to the dinning. I throw my eyes in the direction and indeed, breakfast is ready. Apart from the delicious aroma hanging in the atmosphere, there are dishes lined up on the dining table with jars of fruit juices and a plate with cutleries stationed before the head seat of the table. It's morning and I would really love to eat something before leaving for work, but I can't.

If I eat this breakfast, she's going to think I was okay with what she did last time, which I'm not and the last thing I want is for her to ever pull such a stunt again.

“I'm not in the mood to have breakfast.” I reply tightly. The smile on her face instantly wipes off and

“Why not?”

“I just don't want to.” I step forward and walk past her.