The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 0196
ACHILLES’ POV.
Her completely dishevelled hair. Her red as a tomato and tear-drenched face. Her watery eyes and trembling lips. The overall hopeless look on her face.
She thought no one was going to fight for her. Not even me. That reality makes my chest constrict with pain.
What she doesn’t know is that there’s very little I wouldn’t do for her.
Every second she spends in that dungeon cell takes away a hundred days from my life. It took me all my will power to walk away from that dungeon, leaving her there. I need to solve this issue as fast as I can so she can get released.
“Where are they?” I ask Kyle as I approach him. He’s standing in front of a door and he immediately opens it when I ask that question.
“In there.” He points into the room. I step in front of the door and look inside. It’s an interrogation room. It has a metal table at the centre with four chairs around it. Two on each long side of the table. Two of the chairs have already been occupied by the two girls who accused Ashanti of poisoning their meals.
They are in on this plan to set up Ashanti. They know the mastermind of the whole plan and I’m going to get that name out of them.
“Should I join you?” Asks Kyle. I approve with a simple nod before walking into the room. The girls look terrified to see me again.
“Alpha Reagan.” They call in unison.
I hate it when they say things in unison.
I take one of the seats across from them, while Kyle takes the other which is just by my The girls, who cannot maintain eye contact with me, drop their gazes when I stare right at their faces with my eyes burning with anger and indignation.
“You claim Ashanti poisoned your meals so she could easily win the duels.”
“It’s not a claim, My Lord.” Says the red-haired girl, looking at me. “It’s the truth.” She firmly states. My brows crease.
I admire her confidence, okay?
“Is it?”
“Yes, My Lord.” She maintains her confident pesponse. I look at Kyle who looks like he’s trying to hold himself back from breaking her mouth with a punch.
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“How come you’re so sure it was Ashanti who poisoned you?”
“In the course of my duel with her…” Says the brunette girl. “I felt very weak and unsteady. My eyes were spinning and I couldn’t throw a single powerful punch. My body felt like it wasn’t mine. After the duel, when I got into the dressing room, I rushed to the toilet and vomited my guts. Celine rushed into the toilet and puked as well and that’s when we noticed we had the same symptoms and duel partner, which was Ashanti. We then proceeded to ask around if the other fighters were feeling such as well, but everyone else was fine. That’s when we concluded that Ashanti poisoned us in order to win and get to the top.” She explains in detail, in a confident tone. I fold my arms over my chest and lean against the chair, my gaze flickering from one girl’s face to the other.
I can see through them.
I can read their expressions and it tells me they are telling lies about Ashnati poisoning them.
“So, Ashanti poisoned you to get to the finals, is that what you’re saying?”
“Yes, My Lord.”
“Who’s the most obvious girl in the women’s category to reach the finals?” I ask carefully. The girls look at each other, confused.
“Uh… Alina?” The brunette girl says, unsure.
Alina?” I ask.
“Yes. It’s Alina. She’s the strongest female warrior in the pack. She was the most obvious. finalist. Everyone knew that.”
“Everyone, including Ashanti, right?”
“Yes.” The brunette nods. I smile. They have no idea I’m trying to back them in a corner.
“And have you heard any rumours of Alina getting poisoned like you too?” I ask, giving them critical looks. The red-haired girl chuckles.
“No. Of course not! Ashanti wouldn’t dare to do that!”
I’ve got them.
“Good. So what you’re trying to tell me that Ashanti knew Alina would be a finalist, but she didn’t poison her, yet she poisoned you two so she could win and go to the finals and fight a strong and healthy Alina, who happens to be the most powerful Female Lycan warrior in the pack? Does that make any sense to you?” My brows are furrowed. The calm look only face has been replaced with a scowl. I place my hands on the table and lean forward. “I asked you a question.”
“The herbs! We also concluded that she was the one because of the herbs.”

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“You were rushed to the hospital before the herbs were found in her locker. How did before then that they were in her locker?” I ask sternly. All colour drains from their faces. They are as white as ghosts now.
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