Chapter 143


    ASHANTI’S POV.


    Blink.


    Blink.


    Blink again. My eyes flutter open and the huge chandelier on the ceiling abovees into view.


    There’s only one bedroom I sleep in that has got a chandelier hanging from its ceiling. Alpha


    Reagan’s bedroom.


    I’m in Alpha Reagan’s bedroom. Sleeping on his bed.


    How cool is that?


    My head bangs with pain as I struggle to sit upright on the bed, but that pain is soon surpassed by a


    searing sensation between my thighs–that makes me wince painfully. My eyes drop down to my


    body under theforter and a current of energy washes through me when I see that I’m naked.


    That’s when everything reys in my mind.


    The kiss. Alpha Reagan eating me up while I sat on his face. Sex.


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    We had sexst night. I gasp in awe, covering my mouth with my hands.


    It finally happened.


    “Good morning, Ashanti.” A voice greets me unexpectedly and I tremble on the spot and gasp


    again, loudly.


    ‘Alpha Reagan. You scared me!” I cry. He chuckles and sets the newspaper he’s holding down on


    the table before rising from the sofa. He’s dressed in a white dressing robe and a pair of indoor


    sliders. He’s smiling brightly as hees to meet me on the bed.


    “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to scare you.” He sits by my side on the bed and I look away. My cheeks are


    burning with embarrassment and I can’t bring myself to look at his face.


    We had sexst night.


    “And why are you avoiding my gaze?”


    “I’m not.” I lie. He chuckles.


    Lid you have a good night’s sleep?” His voice is calm. I nod my head.


    “Yes, I did,” I reply, still not looking at me.


    “Ashanti, look at me.” He instructs, but I don’t obey.


    How am I supposed to look at him after everything we didst night? He ate me out in a position I


    never thought was possible. He made love to me like we were a regr couple in love. He took my


    innocence.


    I know I was eager for this to happen, but no one gave me a forewarning of how to behave the


    morning after. I don’t even know what to do with myself right now.


    “Ashanti.” He calls my name again and I know that’s not a good sign. He’s a Lycan King and I know


    better than to make him repeat himself, so, swallowing the Httle pride I have left, I tear my eyes off


    the wall and ster them on his face. That makes him smile.


    “Your face is totally flushed right now. Are you shy to be in my presence because of what happened


    between usst night?” He asks with a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.


    I want the ground to open up and swallow me right now. My neck heats and anxiety bubbles. inside


    of me as I stare at him, unable to give him a response to his question.


    Why even give him a verbal response when my face already says it all?


    I am shy to be in his presence because we had sexst night.


    “Hey…” He shifts closer to me. “There’s nothing for you to be shy about. It’s me, Alphat Reagan.


    We’ve kissed a thousand times, seen each other naked, and made each other cum over


    hundred times already, this shouldn’t be any different.”


    “Easy for you to say.” I snap. Heughs and it feels like the sky has parted and heaven graced us


    with a miracle. I recognize the warmth sipping through me as he smiles.


    I’m shy, but I loved the experience.


    Yes, it did hurt.


    It hurt so bad at first, but he was gentle and considerate and soon I couldn’t feel the pain anymore.


    Only pleasure. It’s one of the best things that have ever happened to me.


    “You look so beautiful this morning.” A small kiss on my lips follows thatpliment. My cheeks


    burn as I try to smother a smile. This man will be the end of me. “So beautiful, I want to take you


    again right now.”


    “What’s stopping you?” I ask daringly. My voice is less than a whisper. He shakes his head.


    “I can’t. I heard you wince a while ago. You’re still very sore. Anything we do now will cause you


    more pain than pleasure. That’s not what I want.” I suck in a deep breath at the sensation shooting


    up my spine.


    He doesn’t want to hurt me. He’s being considerate of me again.


    I joined my lips together, wishing I could hide my face so he wouldn’t see my shy smile.


    “Do you have any idea how proud I am to be the first man to do this with you?”


    zoddess, I’m going to melt on this spot if this man doesn’t stop being so cheesy. A zing ferno


    neats my body from head to toe.


    “It’s almost as though you kept yourself for me. I’m proud of you.” My face breaks into a wide


    smile.


    “Thank you.” Another kissnds, this time around on my forehead. My pulse throbs through every


    inch of my body as I savour the moment. I’m here, seated on the Lycan King’s bed post- coitus,


    receiving sweetpliments and kisses. It feels surreal. Like I’m not just some Harem girl whom he


    chose to please him for the night.


    It feels a lot different from that. A lot special.


    Like I mean something to him. I can’t exactly gut my hand on it, but I feel like I’m special to this man


    and he’s trying to tell me with actions, not words.


    “You should go take a bath now. I’ll ask the servants to serve breakfast while you’re at it.” I nod in


    agreement and proceed to peel off theforter from my body. The smile on my face wipes away


    and horror fills my entire being when I see red spots on the immacte white sheet beneath me. I


    quickly cover it up, praying Alpha Reagan didn’t see them as well, but when I look at him, he’s


    smirking as an indication that he has seen what I’m trying to hide.


    “I’ve already seen the blood stains, love. I know my words won’t help, but don’t feel shy.”


    “Oh, sweet goddess!“Iment almost in tears, covering my face with my palms.


    “Ashanti. Look at me.” He instructs and I obey. “There’s nothing for you to be ashamed about. Go


    take your bath right now, the servants will change the sheets.”


    “I don’t want the servants to change the sheets.”


    “Why? Do you want to take it along with you as a souvenir? That’s creepy, you know.”


    “I do not want to…” I stop and shoot him a furious re. “God, you are impossible!” He chuckles


    and rises to give me way so I get down from the bed. As I attempt to put one leg down, more pain


    sears between my thighs. I close my eyes and wince in pain, willing myself to rise from the bed and


    walk to the bathroom, despite the burning sensation coursing through me.


    I hope the second time is going to be different.