The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the founder and chief designer of Thread Treasure Creations, Ashanti Anderson." Mother announces proudly as I make way into the spacious conference room with the brightest, yet most nervous smile planted on my face.

I don't know why I'm so nervous, but God, I'm nervous.

All eyes are on me as I make my way to the empty head seat at the other end of the table with legs that feel like jelly. When I get there, I stay standing and as I take inventory of the room, I notice that most of them seem terrified to see me and I quite understand the reason for that.

They have recognized me.

"Oh my Goodness!" A woman, who can't hold it in anymore exclaims with a loud gasp, her hands cupping her mouth to probably prevent the scream in her chest from flying out. They all exchange confused looks while others stare intensely at my mother who keeps smiling and nodding at them.

"Isn't she Ashanti?" A man questions. "Alpha Reagan's true mate who disappeared to years ago?" He asks aghast and I give him a small nod that makes his brain explode in his mind.

"What in the seven hells is going on here?" Another terrified looking man chimes in. "You mean to tell me Ashanti here has been the one creating all those hit designs? She's the chief Designer we've all been longing to meet?" There's a look of complete disbelief on his face.

If I were butter, I would have melted under the heated gazes they are all shooting my way at this moment.

the details of why I made the decision to stay hidden and anonymous these past years. It's not important.

"Don't you get it? You are the Lycan King's mate. You

not oblivious to that speculation." I reciprocate her smile. "Let me be the one to worry about and handle that issue when it comes knocking. For now..." I gently pull out the chair and sit down, hyper aware of the intense

do not seem to be angry or disappointed in the fact that I'm

I love it.

change anything. We are all colleagues and my greatest wish is for us to keep working together to reach higher heights. Forget about the Lycan King or my supposed position in

my speech, they are all nodding their heads in approval and the impressed looks I see on some of their faces almost makes my heart burst

Both at my father's and Alpha Reagan's pack, all people ever did was

It feels surreal.

this day to come and now that it's here, personally, I'm impressed to see that the Chief Designer is a girl as young as you and I'm happy you followed your heart. I don't know about the others, but seeing you now has only further fueled my determination to work harder in this company." Tears burn at the back of my eyelids as I listen to the woman say all those sweet words about me. I blink

for TTC to soar to this great

forward to working

Miss Anderson.

that, but it didn't hit as

always just been Ashanti or some swear word used by Rhea or the

makes me feel like I have an identity.