The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

The Lycan soldiers lead the way out of the living room to the castle premises where we get into the car they came with and they drive off.

With my wolf's ability, I can hear my stepmother screaming in agony as the car drives out of the compound and I know Rhea can hear her too, because she bursts into tears in the car.

I don't feel sorry for them.

As the car drives on, I can't help but think about how my life is going to be over there. I hope when I get there, there'll be a possibility form me to leave the pack and come back home again, but I know if I do that, I'll be regarded as a shame to our pack and we all might be in danger.

Rhea hasn't say anything to me and I haven't either.

I look forward to seeing how she will survive not being able to live like a Princess. I can't even begin to imagine how tough life will be for her over there.

Anyway, that's her problem. I have mine to deal with. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to live in the Harem of the most dangerous Lycan Pack in the Werewolf world.

I hope we get to live far off from each other wherever it is they are taking us to. I can't let my guard down being around a girl with the heart of a snake.

Rhea tried so hard to drag me down but ironically, at the end of the day, we are stuck with each other again.

***

When we arrive at the castle, it finally comes to me that Rhea and I are not the only girls who will be arriving today. There are several other young girls alighting from various cars with dreamy eyes. When I look around, I can see why they are all so amazed.

This place is magnificent!

There's a massive white castle at the centre with tall, imposing walls, towers and turrets projecting up into the sky. Surrounding the castle are other normal storey buildings, towering every other thing beneath. I look in the far end and spot a parking lot and my eyes grow wide when I see the variety of cars parked in it. Aston Martins, Benzes, Lamborghinis, Bugattis...I mean we came here in a freaking G-Wagon! My father's castle is nowhere close to this.

The green, well cut lawn is calling my name. And the beautiful flowers of different colours give the surrounding a beautiful glow. There are guards standing in rigid positions at every corner of the premises. The girls, whom I presume are from smaller packs are completely bedazzled by the beauty of this place and from the look in their eyes, I can tell that for them, this an honourable chance to join the Lycan Kingdom's Harem.

for you all to know that you are only here to serve the soldiers of this Pack. It is an honor for you girls to become pleasers and breeders for our brave soldiers and even greater honored to be chosen as their mates, including the Lycan King. So, you all need to work hard and present the best of yourselves so that you can soar in here. That said, follow me to the Harem quarters

but my eyes are still looming around the

don't know what else I will be doing here. Is she trying to say I should work hard

That's absurd and immoral!

she wants to look at me, she has this scorn on her face

I'm the reason why she's going through a tough time right now. I mean, we are both in this

the castle premises and when we

upper levels are made of lighter coloured bricks. There are lots of windows

men. Other girls who seem to have been there for some time are dressed in very

going to

up when we get to hallway and start

An innocent looking girl greets me

"Hi."

name is Hayley, I'm

is Rhea..." Rhea cuts her off and stands before me with a perfect fake smile on her face. "Let's be roommates." The new

knows she's about

taken to a room, the servant leads me into a bedroom which doesn't seem too fancy and looks like it already has an occupant, but I don't mind as long as that person is not Rhea. "Unpack and make sure not to wander around. You all will be summoned for a other assembly once everyone is settled." The old lady instructs and the girls

sign, as I'm about to step into my bedroom when a strange but sweet smell hits my nostrils and

hallway and look left. I keep perceiving the

a step

you shouldn't be doing this!" I whisper to myself, but my entire body is cheering me

where that smell is coming from. It's

wandering along the long hallway that doesn't seem to have an end, admiring the high, white and clean walls and wishing that the doors I'm walking by were open so I can

I realize I'm the only one in the

not to wander