CHAPTER 17 An Awkward Situation (2)

　　What? Reagan was in disbelief. This was the longest he had ever slept in his entire life, and it was peaceful.

　　"And shouldn't you be thanking me for that?" His wolf snorted. 

　　Reagan sneered. "Should I thank you for being a perv? For making me look stupid in front of my subjects? For being a prick who thinks he could use my body as he wishes?"

　　"Yes. You should be on your knees licking my feet, you ungrateful brat!"

　　"You have no feet, you idiot." Reagan bit back and shoved his wolf into a corner in his mind. He needed to get away from his mate's proximity before he fucking lost it. And find a solution to relieve the pain that was about to drive him deranged.

　　"Let's talk outside!" Reagan stated solemnly and exited the room. Everyone lowered their heads but didn't miss taking furtive glances at Reagan as he strode towards the hospital's opening in his pajamas.