Book TRK
Chapter 0249
Chapter 0249
REAGAN'S POV.
“Alpha Reagan.” The sound of my name reverberates throughout the entire office and I look up to see Kyle bursting into my office looking frantic with a tablet in his hand.
“What now, Kyle?” I ask in a frustrated tone. Kyle breezes to my table and takes his stand across from me and the look on his face is not bright at all. I feel like he's about to announce some bad news.
“There's a problem.” He calmly announces.
“I can tell from the look on your face. Now, tell me what the problem is.”
“News of Alina's pregnancy is all over the media. Everyone is going crazy.” I shut my eyes close and pinch the bridge of my nose, letting out an exasperated sigh.
I had known that would be her next step.
“Shit! Alina!” I cry out in frustration.
She's the only one who could have done this.
“And the comments under the posts don't look good at all. The subjects are on Alina's side.” He says, looking at the tablet and even though I know I shouldn't, I stretch out my hand towards him.
“Let me have it.” Kyle shoots me a worried look. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
“Are you sure about that?” I don't answer his question. I give a dangerous side-eye that makes him put the tablet in my hand before I ask the second time. Sighing heavily, I lean back on my chair and focus the table before my face. On the screen are three collaged photos of Alina, Ashanti and I and
there's a long writeup above the photos which I ignore and head straight to the comment section. My heart sinks when I read the first comment under the post which says;
‘Alina and Alpha Reagan are a pair made by the Moon goddess. Ashanti is nothing but an imposter and Alpha Reagan needs to get rid of her!’
I smile and shift to make myself more comfortable on the chair. This is going to be an interesting read.
If Alina truly was a match made by the Moon goddess, she would’ve been my true mate, not Ashanti.
Stupid comment!
My eyes skim to the next.
‘He has to marry her! He always insists that men marry the women they impregnate. Let's see if he's going to lead by example in this situation.’
Touché!
But then, like I said before, I can bet my life on the fact that the child Alina is pregnant with is not mine.
So over to the next comment which starts with four laughing emojis.
‘That stupid low-life werewolf thought she hit the jackpot by becoming the Alpha's girlfriend. I'm sure she didn't see this coming. Lmao, I can't wait to see the look on her face when Alpha Reagan sends her back to the Harem where she belongs.’
And there's a reply under the comment which says;
‘Alpha Reagan to her; “Er… Ashanti… um… this relationship is over and you'll have to return to the Harem because I have to marry Alina.” Poor Ashanti will be shaken!’
Then it ends with three crying emojis.
Bile churns in my stomach as I scroll down, skimming over the rude comments about Ashanti.
“Fuck this!” I throw the tablet on the table and rise to my feet, groaning in frustration. They know nothing about my relationship with Ashanti yet they think they have the right to talk so badly about it. It's a good thing I locked Ashanti up with no cell phone. If she sees this, she'll be devastated and it'll further fuel her desire to leave me.
“I can summon IT experts and instruct them to take the posts down. To stop this from spreading any further.” Kyke suggests and I scoff in derision as I turn to face him.
“What good would that do? The people already know what's going on. The damage has been done.”
“So what are we going to do about this? Now that the subjects know, it's going to be an even bigger issue to handle. We can't stay silent anymore.”
“I'm well aware of that.” I turn to face him. “Get me Alina.”
“Alina?” He's taken aback by my request. I calmly nod my head and shove my hands in my trouser pockets, my gaze not leaving his face. “Again?” He asks, confused.