The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0016

ASHANTI'S POV.

"Good morning Nelly." I offer her a small smile as I walk into the arena. She sure is an early bird

because it's still eight in the morning and she's already sweating, meaning she has been here for a while now, warming up.

"Good morning Ashanti. How are you today?" She asks cheerfully. I stop walking and shake my head, letting out a heavy sigh.

"My entire body feels like I've been run over by a truck. All my bones and muscles are aching." I cry out and her body shakes with laughter. 1

"That's bound to happen. Your body will adapt pretty soon."

"I know, right?"

"Come on, let's jog around before the rest of the guys arrive and the real combat training starts." She urges and I fall in step with her light jogging around the arena. It's a good thing I've been into athletic activities all my life, so adapting to all this will be easy peasy to me. "You shocked everyone yesterday with your combat skills, including myself. I would never have guessed you were such a good fighter." Nelly says after our first round of jogging. We are both sitting down on a nearby mat, panting heavily and I chuckle at her admission.

"I've been training since I learned how to walk."

"Wow! Then you must be really good."

my shoulders.

you are. "I simply

when it came to combat. I trashed both boys and girls within a heartbeat

few questions about the Lycan King, Alpha Reagan?" I

would you

just anything." She gives

plan to

about the man who ordered for me to be brought here. That's all. I swear." She gives me a side eye that indicates she doesn't believe my words and shrugs her

r k my heart open and show her desire to not want to

already

and stuff, so I'm going to skip that and fill you in on a juicy rumour that has been going on

a whisper, shifting closer to her. She giggles at my

lost his true mate. She died mysteriously and that literally destroyed him. People who were closed to him could only tell us how depressed and devastated he was after the death of his mate. Naturally, we thought he'd get over his loss and choose someone else to be his mate, but he

stands. He doesn't want to be committed with any other woman again. The pack elders were not having it, that's why they brought back the Concordat ritual. Alpha Reagan is obliged to choose a mate, a bride, from you H a r e m girls." My mouth is

to pick a bride among

the other girls

very elegant

They are all secretly