Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

The bad news.

Sidonie’s POV

“Donnie, get back here!” My father yelled as I stormed toward the door that led out of the living room. My mother stood beside him, her lips pressed into a firm line and her brown eyes glared at me.

The very brown eyes I had inherited from her.

“No, I will not!” I screamed back at him, baring my teeth in anger. “I cannot believe you two!”

“What exactly can you not believe?” Mom asked, folding her arms. She only did that when she was done with my antics and from the look on her face, she certainly was fed up.

That made two of us.

I was fed up with my parents constantly thinking they could make every single decision on my behalf!

“How could you two marry me off without my consent?! That’s… That’s so old school! Nobody does that shit anymore!”

“You will watch your language, young lady!” Dad snarled, pointing at me menacingly. I didn’t care. I was too damned angry to care. “We made that decision in your best interest! The Alpha of Alphas has asked that you be his bride. It is an honor, Sidonie!”

“I don’t give a shit about honor!” I snapped. “I don’t care who he is. What about my true mate? What about experiencing that? What happens when my true mate comes along?”

meet their mates.” My mother said, her brown eyes softening slightly. “That rarely happens these days. Marrying the Alpha is the best way to secure

happen to me!” I hissed. “This

air as if that fixed everything. “We’ve set up a meeting

over the place. It had

and passion and madness and everything in between! Not some stone-cold betrothal

decision for me?” I asked, lowering my voice as tears stung the corner of my eyes. “Don’t you

parents exchanged glances, and I could see a vein pop in my father’s neck. He raised a hand and pointed in the direction

I will be here when you’re calmer

open and disappear. If they never saw me again, they couldn’t marry me off to some idiot. But my father would

and angrily, I stomped into my room, resisting the urge to flip them in the

all my life. I had obeyed their every demand, their every

daughter if they weren’t going to let me have my

in thought. The wind rushed in gently through my open window, ruffling my hair. I glanced at it to see the slightly dark sky. It was evening and while young people my age were having

An idea slowly formed in

for me to let loose for once

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of my skimpy dress as I walked into the club. It was a short black thing that hugged my frame tight and ended just beneath

my head as well as the many scents that