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?”

mother said, her brown eyes softening slightly. “That rarely happens

won’t happen to me!”

if that fixed everything. “We’ve set up a meeting and you

said as defiantly as I could, my black hair whipping all over the place. It had always been my dream to meet my true mate. To feel the bond,

some stone-cold betrothal

stung the corner of my eyes. “Don’t

could see a vein pop in my father’s neck. He raised a hand and

room. Your mother and I will be here when

marry me off to some idiot. But my father would most likely catch up with

room, resisting the urge to flip

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

point of being such a good daughter if they weren’t going to let

my lips 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

enjoy my freedom while I still can,” I muttered, jumping to my feet. An idea slowly formed in my head and

perfect way for me to let loose

****

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

loud music rushed through my head as well as the