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 going to

in a werewolf superhero house

and I burst into laughter. Even Alpha Carlyle

awesome, but maybe not the superhero kind,” Alpha Carlyle

tell you a secret. You’ll have so much more fun when we get home.” Carlyle whispered, but I heard him clearly.

been a total nerve–wracking journey into a delightful exchange that filled the atmosphere with laughter. Little did I know that Mason’s curiosity would be the perfect antidote to my nervousness, making our return to Moon Shade all the more

territory. After more than three years away, the nerves within

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to the pack intensified

entire territory. Banners adorned with vibrant colors fluttered in the breeze,

been years. I muttered aloud,

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 mine as a silent

heart raced as I stepped out, the emotions

trusted friend who I just met after leaving,

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

Carlyle extended a welcoming hand, I took a deep breath and stepped forward with Mason by my side. The intricate dance of emotions continued as I navigated through the greetings. and embraces. The pack’s enthusiasm for our return was both humbling and heartening.

curiosity drew smiles from the pack members. It was a surreal experience, bridging the

a physical return but a symbolic embrace of my roots and a promising

ahead into the courtyard, following just behind Carlyle. Time seemed to

in our

just stood there, absorbing the reality of our reunion. Tears welled. eyes, and a lump formed in my

My r