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.

blonde haired girl is raking her eyes all over body as if searching for something. The brunette girl staring right into my eyes like she is trying to fish

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

is screaming for me to do the exact opposite. What I really want

Disqualification.

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

I see swimming in your eyes must be as a result of your rank during the first round of the competition. You came second. That's why you're so over the

not allowed to feel happy when I emerge victorious during

you tell yourself? You really think you

for ranking a mediocre design second position out

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

girl to another. "So what if I'm mated to the Lycan King?" I ask yet again, but there's

Alpha Reagan has pulled strings for me in this competition, but they don't have the audacity to voice it out because

concrete evidence to back it up is nothing but a suicide mission. They know better than to embark on

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

never seem to recall

I chuckle lightly. "You whose design was labeled an eyesore by Mr. James? You've got to 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

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

round of the competition, I guarantee you that you'll be going home with