Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 35

CARLYLE’S POV

Getting to Aridah, the seal looked fine with no problem at all and everything around looked normal the way it is. But then, one could never get too careful. Double–checking the facts, I tried my best to find the endpoint of the seal which is usually the most. vulnerable part of such seals.

Then, I saw it after manifesting my werewolf to a complete maximum. The seal looked fine on the surface at that point with just a little crack but on a closer look, one could find that the seal has been opened before in that spot, not once, nor twice. The signs were there.

No wonder! Things began to click in my mind as the scenarios I had pictured before came to play in it while I ruminated over the things that happened. The hypotheses It made about the recent happenings around, both in my pack and the deserted villages. seemed to be true to some extent.

The worst part of the discovery was that the seal couldn’t hold off for long anymore as it has been opened consecutively.

“What would happen if the seal breaks before it’s repair?” Donnie asked, probably thinking of the possibility of things not happening the way I explained to her.

“Then a war is inevitable. The Canthrastras would be able to escape completely. From the look of it, the war would be one of a kind that have ever been experienced in decades.” I replied her, earning furrowed brows from her.

No one would be happy hearing the news that something terrible is likely to happen; talk less of a war news.

“Did you hear a sound just now?” Sidonnie suddenly asked, looking around all at alert.

“What sound?”

“I don’t know. I can’t seem to figure it out.” She replied and I looked around, but there was nothing in sight and I couldn’t hear anything. Suddenly, I noticed the White Dasiers in the basket Donnie carried, emitting a blue glow. The glow looked brighter than usual and I was surprised at the scene.

Something around must have triggered that reaction from it but it was beyond my comprehension.

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and she instinctively positioned herself behind me while I remained fixed, studying the sudden intrusion. The armed men, equipped as if preparing for battle, demanded an introduction. “Who are you?” one of them inquired, but I offered no immediate response. Upon closer inspection, I speculated that they might be Canthrastras, yet their physical appearance contradicted my expectations. It had

during my teenage years, before I ascended to

a familiarity that sent shivers down my

Canthrastras?” Donnie whispered in a hushed tone, unaware that they could hear her more clearly

young lady. We are Canthrastras. Any problem with

seal? How were you able to crack the seal without breaking it?” I probed, attempting to extract information despite the slim

Dream on!” came the

forty of them surged toward Donnie and me, their intentions ominous and veiled in

ernest in a flurry of swift movements and clashing weapons. Instinctively, I drew on my Alpha abilities, my senses heightened as I assessed the situation. Donnie also sensed the

communication became a synchronized dance

actions.

shouted, deflecting a blow with my weapon. She responded promptly, seamlessly adjusting her position to shield our vulnerable side. The Canthrastras, though formidable, seemed caught off guard by the coordinated resistance. The skirmish intensified, each clash of weapons echoing

his

I warned, parrying a series of strikes and

unfolded, a pattern emerged in the

position,” Donnie relayed to me her observations

the midst of the exhausting confrontation, we managed to exchange glances, wordlessly conveying a shared determination

a crescendo with the Canthrastras seemingly gaining the upper hand as I and

weapons, as if guided by an unseen force. After a complete transformation, the several

watched in awe as the floral weapon materialized fully. But, to my horror, it lunged toward me, its sharp end aimed with precision, all looking like it was being controlled still. Before I could react, Donnie, sensed the imminent danger, and moved swiftly in front of me on the spur of the moment. Then the weapon

ago was a symbol of beauty and

on her