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.

me and cross their arms over chests. The 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 out a secret

body. Everywhere I go, I have to

exact opposite. What I really want to do right now is beat them up mercilessly and get them

Disqualification.

me disqualified from this competition. They

during the first round of the competition. You

not allowed to feel happy when I emerge victorious during a

blonde haired girl asks and scoffs. "Is that what you tell yourself? You

for ranking

got that position is because of your connection with Alpha Reagan. You are his

with raised brows, looking from one girl to another. "So what if I'm mated to the Lycan

has pulled strings for me in this competition, but they don't have the audacity to

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

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

seem to

You've got to be kidding me!" My eyes never leave her face

some of her body parts from the trashing I'll

and focus on improving your designing skills during this round of the competition, I guarantee you that you'll be

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