Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 57

DONNIE’S POV

Returning to Moon Shade after more than three years was nerve racking. I was nervous and at the same time, I was scared. Carlyle tried his best to make me feel at ease, but it just wasn’t working.

I was only able to take my mind off it for a while when Mason began his rants and cheerfulness, seeing the beautiful scenery as we moved past them.

Mason, wide–eyed and curious, looked up at Alpha Carlyle during the car ride, breaking the silence with his innocent curiosity,

“Mama, is he a werewolf?” Mason whispered to me, loud enough for everyone in the car to hear.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the straightforwardness of Mason’s question. I have always known about how curious he is about who exactly Carlyle is asides being his father. Mason knew about his personal identity and I guess he was curious if Carlyle was just like him too.

Alpha Carlyle leaned down to Mason’s level, with a twinkle in his eyes.

“Yes, little man, I am. And you know what? Your mama here is quite special too,” he replied, playfully nudging me.

Mason’s eyes widened in awe. “Really? Is Mama a superhero?”

Alpha Carlyle and I exchanged amused glances.

“Well, not exactly a superhero, but she’s definitely someone extraordinary. The fact that she’s your mama says it all.” He explained.

Mason pondered this for a moment before turning to me with a grin.

we

werewolf

Mason’s question broke the tension, and I burst into laughter.

awesome, but maybe not the superhero

more fun when we get home.” Carlyle whispered, but I heard him

a delightful exchange that filled the atmosphere with laughter. Little did I know that

away, the nerves within me were tangled like a web of conflicting emotions. The anticipation of reuniting

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pack intensified with each passing mile.

pack’s perimeter, I couldn’t help but notice the bustling activities and the festive atmosphere that Seemed to engulf the entire territory. Banners adorned with vibrant colors fluttered

years. I muttered aloud, heaving

with wide–eyed wonder, taking in the sights and sounds of a place that would soon become a part of his life. His small hand clutched

where the pack members had gathered to welcome us. My heart raced as I stepped out, the emotions swirling within me threatening to spill over. The cheers and applause

the forefront, his gaze meeting mine with a warmth that transcended words. Donald, my new trusted friend who I just met after leaving, was by his side, offering a supportive nod. The pack elders, familiar faces from my past, approached

felt a mix of gratitude and trepidation. Would they accept Mason? Would they understand the choices I had made? These questions lingered in my

forward with Mason by my side. The intricate dance of emotions continued as I navigated through

smiles from the pack members. It was a surreal experience, bridging the gap between my past

but

they were, my parents, standing in front of me as I walked ahead into the courtyard, following just behind Carlyle. Time seemed to

in our

welled. eyes, and a lump formed in my throat. It

My r