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.

the chosen ones. It means you all are the the best girls in your various packs. And for your duties, it is important 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

swing my backpack over my shoulder and follow the crowd, but my eyes are still looming around the premises, admiring everything I

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

That's absurd and immoral!

she

she tries to act like I'm the reason why she's going through

and when we get to the fourth, she starts walking towards

lower levels have sturdy, dark grey stone, while the upper levels are made of lighter coloured bricks. There are lots of windows on each floor, with ornate black wrought iron railings on the

pheromones to seduce the men. Other girls who seem to have been there for some time are dressed in very revealing clothes. Their breasts are almost

fact that I'm going to become like

when we get to hallway and start showing other

innocent looking girl greets me

"Hi."

name is

on her face. "Let's be roommates."

she knows she's about to live with a poisonous

finally my turn to be 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

a sign, as I'm about to step into my bedroom when a strange but sweet smell hits my nostrils and travels into my brain, almost making me go

I keep perceiving the smell and my body keeps telling me to go in the direction of

take a

doing this!" I whisper to myself, but my entire body

have to find out where that smell is coming from.

start 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 peek

realize I'm the only one in the hallway

not to