Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 18

CARLYLE’S POV

“You don’t have to worry. It’s my treat.”

Was this some kind of ridicule? Who does she think she is? In fact, who is Rex himself? Compared to my status and authority, they were nothing. All along, there, amidst the hustle of serving tables, was someone I couldn’t quite place but whose familiarity tugged at the edges of my memory.

I was about to speak, but about three waiters came around with trays of expensive. dishes, gently placing it on the table which served as the boundary between me and Rex’s sister.

The first waiter dropped the food and left, the second did the same and followed suit. The third one did the same and turned to leave too. Raising my head at that moment, a flicker of recognition sparked within me, but it didn’t click well.

On instinct to get a subtle confirmation, I decided to test my intuition. Intentionally, let my handkerchief slip from my grasp, fluttering to the floor, then I pushed it out in the

with

my leg, all to the unawareness of sister.

Rex’s

open

“Excuse me,” I called out to her almost immediately, raising my hand slightly.

“How may I help you, sir?” She turned to attend to my needs.

you help me with that?” My voice carried a measured casualness,

the fallen handkerchief. As she handed it back to me, our eyes met in a silent exchange. The veil of anonymity that shrouded her role in my memory began to lift, and a sense of familiarity grew. I recognized who she was

My heart skipped a beat as her name reverberated around my listening senses, a name that echoed through the corridors

Sidonnic!” Her name alone stirred something deep

my mate whom I had tirelessly sought. The cacophony of the surroundings. faded into a distant hum as the reality of the

of Laryl, my wolf,

Chapter 18

endless searches and countless moments of longing, destiny had orchestrated our reunion in the most unexpected of places. Never

to pause, and our eyes locked with an understanding that transcended spoken

mix of emotions. Recognition dawned in her gaze, accompanied by a flicker of something else a

–

it a mixture of emotions. The restaurant’s lively ambiance seemed to dim as the gravity of our connection settled between us, mingling with an

you,” I muttered, our gaze still locked. Rex’s

replied, walking away quickly,

my gaze, Rex’s sister looked at me with a mix of confusion and

concern..

something going on

I and Rex’s sister to ourselves, her face. looking all white with

sign of reassurance, but all she found was the distant gaze fixed on another. Uncertainty. painted her face as she

a right to ask me such a question,” I said to her, obviously making her

to me and to get married, we have to make sure some steps. take place first of which talking is part of it. Acting up won’t take us anywhere, Mr right.” She said, but I wasn’t paying attention