The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0042

ASHANTI'S POV.

"Alpha Reagan." I call and take a small step

forward. His muscles relax. His features lose their tension. "I wouldn't want you to insult your skills by having a duel with someone as inexperienced as me. Why don't you chose someone else who's al little up to your standards to have a duel with? This will be a complete waste of your time?" My eyes are glued to his chest and I'm intertwining my fingers as I utter those words.

I am challenging the Alpha.

An abominable thing for me to do, but I won't die. without at least trying to save myself.

"I commend your efforts for trying to change my mind about having this duel with you. However, my mind has been up. I'm having this duel with you, Everyone here speaks very highly of your skills. Even Kyle himself has persuaded me time and again to do this with you so I see for myself what they are all talking about, so I have finally decided to swallow my pride and do as told." My eyes flick around and I'm inwardly cursing everytime I accepted their praises about my skills.

I wish I could turn back the hands of time and

pretend to be the weakest weakling in this place so this moment will never come.

"But... you'll crush me." I whimper.

"Only if you let me."

Only if I let him?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I shudder with fear when he gestures for me to get into the circle.

"After you." His emotionless voice instructs. I give Delta Kyle a hard glare before stepping Into the circle. He's the reason why this is happening. If he had not challenged Alpha Reagan, I would not be about here, about to face my end.

I die, I swear I'm going

meters away from me, both hands behind his back. and

your safeword,

"Strawberry?"

will be attacking, Ashanti." He points out. I swallow and nod my head, changing my stance. With

fear is

your head and attack me. I'm just like any other soldier you've had a

back at him, still trying

unaware.

what?" His body relaxes. "I don't have two horns

Got it!

into his jaw, but he holds my hand midway and flips me in the air, putting me on my back on the floor. One hand on my right arm is enough to nail me to the floor. I can't even

looks down at me and

and I instantly jump on my feet, feeling more courageous and ready to go at him. "Improvise more, because you'll never see a weakness to

And he was right.

weakness I

the time the final whistle blows, I'm

never happened to me before. I always make my opponent touch the floor

was impressive. Now I understand what the hype is all

deny it. "You beat me ten rounds on ten. That's

resisted ten rounds. Most people say

or sixth round. It's not always about winning. Resilience has a big role to play in the

of being resilient when you can't win in

another day." My mouth seals shut. "You are amazing." Something like a smile tugs at the corner of his lips, but the dissapears the

step out of

his body over mine, to the floor, but the within a second, the tables turn and

falls on soft flesh that cubes