The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

ONE WEEK LATER.

Today is the day of Rhea's trial. Alpha Reagan told me about my parent's arrival at the court and right now, we're heading there to see them. I'm extremely nervous about Rhea's final judgement. She committed a grave crime - well, she assisted, but since all evidence leads to her, they assume she masterminded and committed the crime - so she risks getting a gruesome sentence.

My hands won't stop shaking as I'm being led into the court building. Mostly because of the fact that I'm about to face my father. Rhea has always been his favourite daughter, so I can already guess his reaction when he sees me. He'll be disappointed. Angry even. I just pray he doesn't get angry enough to not tell anything about my mother. I really need that information from him.

The guards accompanying Alpha Reagan and me lead the way into a room that happens to be a lounge and I look at Alpha Reagan, confused. He realises my confused state and smiles.

"Leave us." He tells the guards who exit the lounge, closing the door behind them.

place doesn't look like a

why I brought you here.

my eyes searching his face for what I don't know. He smiles and takes a step closer to me, his eyes glued to mine, giving

your sister's crime is not an easy one. Her sentence will not be an easy one either. I want you to discuss with your father right now because I don't think he'll want to speak with anybody after knowing how she'll

won't even bother

even think of

"For nothing."

starts hammering in my chest as I turn to look at the closed door. A pair of those approaching feet belong to my father. In just a matter of seconds, that door will open and I'll meet face to face with him again, after many months. I'm clenching and unclenching my fist by my side as I stare intensely at the door. My heart is beating in my throat and I hear the sound of my heartbeat resonating in my ears. The breath I'm blowing out through my nostrils is so

approaching footsteps become louder, meaning they are closer. The ache in my stomach continues to abate. I shoot Alpha Reagan a nervous look, he replies to it with a