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

a werewolf superhero house

and I burst into laughter. Even Alpha

but maybe not the superhero kind,” Alpha Carlyle replied with a playful

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

exchange that filled the atmosphere with laughter. Little did I know that Mason’s curiosity would be the perfect antidote to my

Moon Shade unfolded before me as the car approached the pack territory. After more than three years away, the nerves within me were tangled like a

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to the pack

engulf the entire territory. Banners adorned with vibrant colors fluttered in the breeze, and the scent of freshly

I muttered

gazed out of the window with wide–eyed wonder, taking in the sights and sounds of a place that would soon become a part of his

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 that erupted from the crowd were both uplifting and overwhelming.

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

and trepidation. Would they accept Mason? Would they

breath and stepped forward with Mason by my side. The intricate dance

despite his shyness as he clutched more tightly to Carlyle’s hand. His innocent curiosity drew smiles from the pack members. It was a surreal experience,

return but a symbolic embrace of my roots

front of me as I walked ahead into the courtyard, following just behind Carlyle. Time seemed to freeze as

in our

a lump formed in my throat. It

My r