The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

The Alpha King’s Human Mate

Chapter 58

Chapter 58 “Fight dirty but fight bravely.”

Chloe Gong

I could only stare at the instructor in surprise. His proposition had thrown me off guard – I hadn’t expected him to

actually challenge me

toa fight.

“Come on, little human,” he goaded me, a smug smile on his face, “You want to prove you’re not useless. I’ve got my

entire class here. You can

teach me a lesson in front of them.” = He’s just trying to get a reaction out of you, Clark.

He’s a werewolf and a trained fighter. There’s no way you’d stand a chance

sparring against him.

“Or perhaps you already know that it’d be pointless,” he continued, “There’s no need to embarrass yourself after all.”

Although I knew he was prodding for a weak spot, his words were still hitting the mark. If I backed off now, I wouldn’t

just be admitting that he was right. I’d be setting an example for all the young boys watching us with eager eyes. They’d

grow up thinking the same thing that so many werewolves already did ~ that humans were useless. (7) Chapter 58 You

could wipe that smile off his face in another way.

Show him your mark, reveal that you’re mated to the King. He’ll be too afraid of Griffin to even think about fighting you. ©)

If the mark could ever come in handy, it would be now. With a little more confidence than before, I stood up straight,

raising my eyebrows at the instructor. “Trust me, I wouldn’t be embarrassing myself,” I said, keeping my tone cold. “You

don’t know who you’re dealing with here.”

Slowly, I reached up to pull my shirt down and reveal Griffin’s mark. My eyes bore into the instructor’s and I could

already imagine the way his face would drop when I revealed it. When I revealed that I wasn’t some useless human, I was

the mate of his King. 2)

And then I stopped.

My fingers stopped moving, although they were still gripping the material of the shirt.

Is showing off this mark really going to accomplish what I want?

just proves that

the lottery.

feel the mark pulse under my skin. As if the magic of Griffin’s bite was begging

Griffin or anybody else to prove I’m useful.

guy wants his ass handed to him so bad, then I’ll

taken. I used to dread getting my ass kicked in those

thankful my

several years of training

embarrass myself too bad?

smile was still on his face, but I could tell my hesitancy was

or are you going to leave and stop taking up so much of

deep breath, my stomach slowly twisting into knots. In

my mind, something whispered that Griffin

about this, but it wasn’t loud enough to stop me.

“Let’s do this.”

his face didn’t reassure me.

couldn’t tell if they were cheering because they got to watch a fight or they were just

a

like he wants to break a few bones, not just give you

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of a large, springy mat.

training, just much larger.

other side of the mat and faced him, I tried to steady my

I wouldn’t win

one of his students. “Zeke,”

referee the match. We’ll be following standard

way he raised his eyebrow at me, I could tell he expected me to

claws, or transforming into wolf forms. The match is over when the first

I participated in countless matches like

reading this book

story. Head over there to dive

watched them too. I could list the

lasted a second

of his, “Not as if most of those rules apply to you

a fighting stance, his feet spread

his eyes off me. “You call the

muttered, standing off to the side.

Instructor Ivan, but I knew all the attention was on us. We

“Round 1, begin!”

to power a car. The sound of my own heartbeat was all

thumping away in

Thump.

lurched forward,

Thump.

his large, bulky body by inches, barely stumbling out of the

Thump.

instructor, | tripped over my own weight. The flat of my palms hit the mat but

back up, whipping around to