Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 22

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CARLYLE’S POV

My fist balled up as I listened to Raina’s taunts and tactics. Her words rang in my ears as she threatened me with hurting Donnie. She thinks she can hurt my mate and go scot free? Hell no! But at that moment, there was nothing I could do but listen while plotting a countermove I’d unleash soon.

Rex’s eyes suddenly went ablaze with anger as he confronted me at Raina’s revelation.

“You dare reject our agreement and spurn the alliance proposal because of another lady?” He barked, his fists tightening..

For anyone els

“I won’t be forced into a bond I don’t desire. Your dictate my choices, I shot back with resolution.

Meanwhile, Raina stood behind me, smirking at me.

“You may resist, but you’ll be wise to reconsider. Marrying me is the only way to avoid dire consequences.”

“Donnie’s safety hinges on your decision. Choose wisely, Carlyle, or face the wrath,” Rex added, supporting his sister.

“I won’t be blackmailed into a loveless union. Threats won’t change my mind.” I remained undeterred, standing firm on my decision.

tension thickened as the battle of wills intensified, setting the stage for a

checked, your sister wanted to marry me on her own will and not because of the alliance. I heard she was even the one who suggested getting married to me. So why the insistence?” I queried with a measured tone that Rex

to ask you a question. Why did you suddenly change your mind? I mean,

sister, Rex. I can’t afford to have someone like her

have you say bad

not going to

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agreed on? Are you sure can you take what’s coming?”

staying silent for a while got my brows furrowed. W does

mean

eyes sparkled with confidence as she queried my decision as a sly smile played on

pain and fear as she was dragged into the room. Her eyes, wide with distress, searched around for explanations of if some sort. Strands of

with her body protesting against the rough treatment she was getting. A wince here, a fleeting grimace

shield her from the rough handling, but I clenched my jaw instead,

to her, but I restrained myself as a mix of anger and helplessness coursed through me. The urge to break

given felt like a punch to my gut. Deep down, I and Laryl yearned to be her shield, but the chessboard of power

me means risking Donnie’s well–being. Are you

expression oozed assurance as she was convinced that the power play was tipping in her favor. The glint in her eyes hinted at the belief

you like your little baby to get hurt in your presence?” She knew her words

questioned, but I didn’t