The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

It's another competition day and I'm trying to hold my organs from falling out of my body. The first session went smoothly. I came second best after the almighty Leonard and that really boosted my confidence, but after hearing one of the judges call a design an eyesore, my confidence plummeted.

I never want to be in a position where any of my designs will be labeled an eyesore. That would destroy me.

"You look confident today." Ryan remarks as we make our way into the hall. I shoot him a brief glance and a small despite my raging nerves.

"You think?"

"The aura of confidence hovering around you is palpable. It makes me happy to see you like this."

"Why? Thank you. Aren't you just the sweetest?"

"I know. You cannot do without me." He brags and before I can say anything to object to his statement, he hastens his steps to get farther away from me.

Typical Ryan!

"Look who has arrived." A voice speaks from the front. I look ahead and notice the three girls, who seem to abnor my existence in this competition, walking towards me with smirks plastered on their faces. I stop in my tracks and wait for them to approach me.

cross their arms over chests. The blonde haired girl is raking her eyes all over body as if searching for something. The brunette girl

I have a bully-magnet on my body. Everywhere I go, I have to deal with a

to do the exact opposite. What I really want to do right now is beat them up mercilessly and get them out of my way, but we

Disqualification.

the satisfaction of getting me disqualified from this competition. They will see me

in your eyes must be as a result of your rank during the first round of the competition. You

I ask, chuckling lightly. "Am I not allowed to feel happy when

what you tell yourself? You really think you did anything exceptional

calling the judges lame and incompetent for ranking

know the only reason why you got that position is because of your connection with Alpha Reagan. You

another. "So what if I'm mated to the

mind. What they believe is that Alpha Reagan has pulled strings for me in this competition, but they don't have the audacity to voice it out

a vile accusation against the Alpha without concrete evidence to back it up is nothing but a suicide mission. They know better than

designs were atrocious! You and your entire team did not deserve second

to recall

be kidding me!" My eyes never leave her face as I smile at her. She quickly looks away from me, frowning like an angry bear and balling her

would attempt to punch me, she'd lose some of her body parts from the trashing I'll give her

this round of the competition, I guarantee you that you'll be going home with more tears today.