THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

ASHANTI'S POV.

And then walks away.

She bursts into tears.

“He's not wrong tho." Ryan leans closer and whispers into my ears. I shoot him a stern look that makes him smile and shrug his shoulders. “I said what I said."

The moment the judges exit the hall, I turn to my team mates and we all squeal excitedly as we exchange happy hugs.

"One look at those designs and I knew we'd occupy the tops spots. They were fire!" Dean, one of my assistant designers muses and all I can do is smile.

“Ashanti." A familiar voice calls my name. My heart plummets and soars when I see Leonard standing before me. I blink in surprise as my smile widens.

"Leonard! Hi!"

"Congratulations!" He says, pulling me into a calm hug and I don't miss the opportunity to inhale his heavenly scent like my life depends on it. "Thank you, Leonard and Congratulations to you too!" I say, pulling out of his hold and looking up at his handsome face. He turns to the mannequins on which the bikinis are displayed. "I must say you made my jaws drops with these designs. I love how you were able to go from to simple to spicy with the outfits. You are good!" Heat pools in my stomach and the warmth in my chest reroutes to a different area of my body. I'm blushing so hard, my cheeks must have turned crimson red by now.

"I... I don't even know what to say... I'm speechless."

"You don't have to say anything. I'll leave you with your team now. Talk to you later."

"Okay."

When I turn back to the others, all eyes are on me, giving me queer looks but no one is saying anything.

Thank the goddess for that because I really don't have any explanation to give anyone right now.

After the small talk, I leave the hall, making sure to take Ryan along with me because he keeps insisting on going around to take a look at the bikinis created by other designers. If I let him do that, he's going to come back home with a broken jaw because he he'd give a crude comment that will get on a designers very last nerves.

"You don't think I know how to control my mouth, do you?"

"I don't know what I know about you, Ryan. So I'm trying to avoid trouble. Now, you'll be my driver for today."

"When am I not your driver?" I shoot him a scowl.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"What's that supposed to mean."

"It means you should stop acting like you're not a passenger seat princess. We both know you never drive!"

I step Infront of our car and shoot him a tired look.

"I'm going to send you back home to your parents if you keep blasting me like this."

"But I'm only saying the truth."

"Ryan." A masculine voice calls and both Ryan and I turn to look in the direction of the voice.

Ah!

It's Leonard again.

This man is everywhere I go.

"Ashanti." He's still smiling.

"Leonard."

"I can see you're about to leave."

"Yes, I am."

"Can I drive you home?" He asks calmly and I don't know why, but my gaze goes over to Ryan who is staring at Leonard, deadpan. What the hell is wrong with this boy?

A few seconds ago he was mad about having to drive me home, but now that someone has offered, he's upset.

"There will be no need for that, Mr. Kirk." Another Masculine voice.

This time around it's a voice I'd recognize even if I was deaf.

Leonard turns to Alpha Reagan who calmly approches us and only stops when he's by my side.

"Her mate is here to take her home."

I swear my heart stops. I freeze in time, my eyes stay glued to his face, staring at him as though he has lost his brain cells.

The very understanding Leonard, simply nods and walks away.

"Shall we?" Alpha Reagan's voice bringsme back to earth.

"What if I say n?."

"Do you really want us to do this right?"

I shake my head in defeat.

"No."

"Good." He starts leading the way towards his car.

"Why does everyone treat me like I'm invisible? Ryan shouts out after him. Reagan stops and we both turn to face him. "I'm right here and I'm the rightful person to drive her home."

Regan takes calm, calculated steps towards him and only steps when he's very close to Ryan. The daring boy doesnt blink or flinch as he engages in a heated eye contact with his Lycan King.

Ryan!

"I'm guessing you fancy going for a drive around town in a sports car." Alpha Reagan breaks the silence.

Ryan's gaze intensifies. "I have

collection of sports cars at home. Beasts! All you have to do is go over to my castle and make your choice.”

Ryan takes two steps back. He's not smiling, but his expression is a bit more relaxed.

"Alert the person in charge of the garage." Ryan says tightly.

"On it, Sir!" Reagan says, nodding with a smile.

Ryan doesn't even spare me another look. He hops into our car and drives away like he had been waiting.

"Do you always have to make things go your way?"

"I don't always make things go my way, Ashanti."

"Now that's a tie and you know it." Three steps and he's standing right before me, so close, our bodies are nearly touching. I can feel his gaze roaming over the features of my face can feel electric current crackling between us.

This connection with this man.

This mate bond!

"If you don't stop fighting with me and get into the car, I'll kiss you right here and now." He deciphers, using that low, husky voice that never fails to

make my stomach flutter.

I turn around and run towards his car.

This man will be the end of me.