Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 67

DONNIE’S POV

As I walked away from Carlyle’s, leaving him sitting there alone, the weight of his actions settled heavily on my shoulders. Hurt and confusion swirled within me, and the realization that he had chosen Raina to be with him during his sickness stung like a thousand needles.

“I thought we were finally finding our way back to each other,” I whispered to myself, the ache in my chest growing. The idea of bonding with him as his mate had filled me with hope, but now it seemed like a distant dream shattered by his actions.

The bond we once shared felt fragile, hanging by a thread, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of betrayal. As I turned to leave, I knew that mending the pieces of my broken heart would take time and understanding. Though, a part of me was willing to pay attention to him but I couldn’t bear to. Not yet.

Mason who had been playing all alone walked up to me, gently patting the dorsum of my hand in a bid to attract my attention.

“Mama, what’s wrong? You’re crying!” He reached out to cup my cheeks with his little hands as het climbed into my laps.

Blinking back tears, I crouched down to Mason’s eye level, his innocent gaze searching mine.

“Oh, sweetheart, sometimes grown–ups feel sad, just like you might feel sad sometimes. But it’s okay, really. Mama will be fine,” I reassured him with a tender smile, attempting to mask the pain in

my eyes.

Mason tilteDONNIE’S POV

As I walked away from Carlyle’s, leaving him sitting there alone, the weight of his actions settled heavily on my shoulders. Hurt and confusion swirled within me, and the realization that he had. chosen Raina to be with him during his sickness stung like a thousand needles.

“I thought we were finally finding our way back to each other, I whispered to myself, the ache in my chest growing. The idea of bonding with him as his mate had filled me with hope, but now it seemed like a distant dream shattered by his actions.

The bond we once shared felt fragile, hanging by a thread, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of betrayal. As I turned to leave, I knew that mending the pieces of my broken heart would take time and understanding. Though, a part of me was willing to pay attention to him but I couldn’t bear to. Not yet.

Mason who had been playing all alone walked up to me, gently patting the dorsum of my hand in a bid to attract my attention.

“Mama, what’s wrong? You’re crying!” He reached out to cup my cheeks with his little hands as he climbed into my laps.

Blinking back tears, I crouched down to Mason’s eye level, his innocent gaze searching mine.

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“Oh, sweetheart, sometimes grown–ups feel sad, just like you might feel sad sometimes. But it’s okay, really. Mama will be fine, I reassured him with a tender smile, attempting to mask the pain in

my eyes.

Mason tilted his head, his curiosity evident. “Is it because of Alpha Carlyle?”

His words caught me off guard, and I hesitated before nodding slightly.

“Yes, baby, Mama is just a little hurt. But we’ll be okay, won’t we?” I tried to infuse positivity into my words, hoping to shield him from the complexities of adult emotions.

earnestly, his small hand reaching for mine. “Mama, you’re strong. Stronger

through the tears. “Thank you, my brave boy. Mama loves you too, more

talk to you,” Mason conveyed innocently, his eyes

deep breath, grappling with conflicting

needs some time alone right now. Can you go play for a little bit, sweetheart?” I suggested, offering

why I said

outside if you need me.” With that, he scampered away, leaving me alone. with my thoughts and the imminent conversation with Carlyle weighing heavily on my

gave me a bunch of flowers which held a note which said, “Let’s talk. There’s

delicate fragrance which seemed to carry an unspoken invitation, urging me to consider the

breath, I decided that it wasn’t time to face the inevitable and have the conversation that lingered in the air between us.

struggled with whether to confront Carlyle or simply avoid

I e told her to stop

my presence.

She handed me an

the envelope for clues

brought it.”

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caution mingled as I opened the mysterious note. I wondered what unexpected twist awaited me

note, the scripted words hinted at

the moon light.” It read, accompanied with the Alpha seal of Moon Shade. Definitely, it was from Carlyle since no one had the authority to touch his seal without going through him first. The weight of the seal was just like the size of president in the human

world.

meeting at the Enchanted Courtyard, a place shrouded in the rumours of ancient love stories. Its serene atmosphere held the essence of a lovers‘ sanctuary, a spot laden with history that heightened the

it and decided to go. The weight of mixed emotions pushed

through the dimly lit path leading to the Enchanted. Courtyard, clutching Carlyle’s hand–drawn map, which seemed to shimmer under the soft moonlight. The air carried an uncanny stillness as I approached the

the Enchanted Courtyard, the moon cast a gentle glow over the meticulously manicured garden. Yet, the place remained desolate. No one was in sight or around. Choosing a stone bench beneath a blossoming magnolia tree, I settled in, waiting for

its breath as there was still no sign of life except for my presence. The distant rustle of leaves heightened the suspense. An eerie quiet prevailed, punctuated only by the soft murmur of a nearby

the garden. Suddenly, a peculiar mist began to weave through the air, rising from the ground like ethereal tendrils. It moved with a purpose, swaying

gripped me as the mist encircled, a spectral shroud closing in. I glanced around, searching for a familiar figure, but the garden transformed into an otherworldly realm. Shadows danced around me which I couldn’t figure out

surreal, as if I had stepped through

curiosity evident. “Is it

caught me off guard, and I hesitated before nodding

just a little hurt. But we’ll be okay, won’t we?” I tried to infuse positivity

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shield him from the complexities of adult

mine. “Mama, you’re strong. Stronger

than

at my heart, and I couldn’t help but smile through the tears. “Thank you,

Mama. He wants to talk to you,”

took a deep breath, grappling with conflicting emotions.

now. Can you go

why I said that to

if you need me.” With that, he scampered away, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the imminent conversation

of flowers which held a note