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?

humans are useful…it just proves that I happened to

the lottery.

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

rely on Griffin or anybody else to prove

ass handed to him so bad, then I’ll happily use my

warrior training class I’d ever taken. I used to dread

couldn’t be more thankful my dad had made me take them.

by any means, but doesn’t several years of training

embarrass myself too bad?

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

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

my stomach slowly

of my mind, something whispered that Griffin

but it wasn’t loud enough to stop me.

“Let’s do this.”

his face didn’t reassure me. Neither did

got to watch a fight or they were just so

a bloody nose.

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

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the instructor walk to the end of a large, springy mat. It looked similar to the

training, just much larger.

of the mat and faced him, I tried to steady my shaking limbs. I

I wouldn’t win this sparring match

to face one of his students. “Zeke,” he barked, and I watched one

scramble to the edge of the mat. “You’ll referee the match. We’ll be

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

or transforming into wolf forms. The match is over when the first opponent taps out,” I

my eyes. Not only had I participated

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watched them too. I could list the rules

his eyes, but it only lasted a second before it was gone. “Good, I don’t

grunted in that European accent of his, “Not

fighting stance, his feet spread wide and his arms out. “Zeke,”

eyes off me. “You call the start of

Instructor Ivan,” the boy muttered, standing off to the

dare look away from Instructor Ivan, but I knew all

“Round 1, begin!”

was enough adrenaline pumping through my veins to power a car. The sound of my own heartbeat

thumping away in my

Thump.

instructor lurched forward, preparing

Thump.

by inches, barely stumbling out of the way. I heard his

Thump.

tripped over my own weight.

Instantly, I scrambled back up, whipping around to face the