THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE novel Chapter 329

ASHANTI'S POV.

Today is the day I leave for the Lunar Crescent Pack. Since I woke up this morning, my heart has been beating out of control and my stomach feels like my guts have been knotted into inseparable chords.

I'm nervous and it has nothing to do with the tough competition that lies ahead. I'm an excellent designer and I'm positive I'll make it to the final rounds of the competition. I'm confident that if I give it my all, I'm going to win and become the next Fashion King of this world.

The reason why I'm nervous is because I'm going to the Lunar Crescent Pack. The same pack where I arrived almost three years ago as a Harem girl. The pack where I had my worst life experiences. Above all, I'm nervous because I'm going to see Alpha Reagan again after two years. I know I shouldn't be, but I'm anxious and curious to see his reaction when we finally meet again.

Will he be mad at me for leaving the way I did?

Will he threaten to punish me for deceiving him?

Will he be happy to see me?

Will he try to woo me again?

I shake my head in denial, letting out a frustrated sigh.

It's not important.

None of that matters right now.

I head to the mirror to inspect myself again and once I see that my outfit is on point, I pick up my hand bag which contains all of my necessities and head out of the closet and then the bedroom. The servants already carried my boxes to the car and every other thing I packed to leave with.

When I get downstairs, I meet the rest of the family already seated at the dinning, about to eat breakfast.

“Hello everyone.” I greet them cheerfully.

“How come you're always the last to arrive at the table during meals?” Sheila asks, looking up at me. I chuckle lightly and go over to take my usual spot which is beside Ryan and across from her.

“I wish I had an answer to that question, Sheila. As it is now, I still can't decide if you all are just really fast or if I'm just slow.” Everyone chuckles, except Ryan who's focused on his meal. He's all dressed up for our departure and it warms my heart a great deal that he's coming with me.

We've grown quite close over the years.

I'm a lot closer to him than I am with Sheila.

For Sheila, it took a while, but she finally warmed up to me and right now, even though we aren't very close, at least we no longer fight or throw scornful words at each other. She has learned to accept me as her sister and I appreciate her for that.

“Ryan looks so damn serious. One might look at him now and think he's the real Designer going in for the competition.” A hysterical cackle follows that very cryptic statement. No one joins her and when she realises she has gone too far, she stops laughing and clears her throat, focusing on her food.

“That's a very shallow mindset there.” Michael chimes in. Sheila shoots him a shocked gaze and he simply shrugs his shoulders. “Not everything is about power and influence and glory and fame. There's more to life than all that.”

“I don't think there's anything greater than having the power to rule over every single werewolf and Lycan in this world. Nothing beats that!” Sheila argues firmly. I purse my lips and focus on my food like Ryan has been doing.

It's always a vain mission trying to win an argument with her.

“That's enough.” Mother cautions. “Stop arguing over irrelevant things. Ashanti is going in for the Fashion King Competition and the last words she needs to hear from us before she leaves are words of encouragement, not arguments about stupid things.”

“Being powerful and influential isn't stupid!” Sheila murmurs under her breath but because of our heightened hearing abilities, we can hear her. We all stop eating and focus our gazes on her. When she notices, she throws her hands in the air and says:

“Oh please, it's not my fault you had to hear that!”

The rest of the breakfast goes on with more conversations and encouragement from the others and occasional motivations from Sheila. She keeps insisting I choose to get back together with Alpha Reagan if he tries to woo me while I'm there.

It's hilarious and absurd at the same time.

As it is now, Alpha Reagan and I are parallel lines that will never meet.