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.

setting the

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

you suddenly change your mind? I mean, this is

no need to go back on that. I answered your question earlier. The problem lies. with your sister, Rex. I can’t afford

won’t have you say bad things about my sister.”

you really not going to go

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

for a while got my brows furrowed. W

mean

confidence as she queried my decision as a sly smile played on

as she was dragged into the room. Her eyes, wide with distress, searched around for explanations of

rough treatment she was getting. A wince here, a fleeting grimace there cach movement

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

mix of anger and helplessness coursed through me. The urge to break free from my composure warred with the need

movement inflicted upon her with my concern hidden beneath a mask of control. Each yank and jostle she was given felt like a punch to my gut. Deep down, I and Laryl yearned to be her shield, but the chessboard of power demanded I bid my

wall? Refusing me means risking Donnie’s well–being. Are

in her favor. The glint in her eyes hinted at the belief that she held all the cards, and that my

knew her words had an effect on me, but I didn’t show it. I acted

questioned, but I didn’t care to give an answer. They didn’t deserve my