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.

for mine. “Mama, you’re strong. Stronger than anyone.

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

Mama. He wants to talk to you,” Mason conveyed innocently, his

deep breath, grappling with conflicting emotions.

now. Can you go play for a little bit, sweetheart?” I

nodded reluctantly, not understanding why I said

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

gave me a bunch of flowers which held a

the vibrant colors and delicate fragrance which seemed to carry an unspoken invitation, urging me to consider the conversation

Taking a deep breath, I decided that it wasn’t time to face the inevitable and have the conversation that lingered in the air between us. The words on the note stirred a storm of conflicting emotions within me. The idea of being toyed

the flowers, I struggled with whether to confront Carlyle

which I e told her to

my presence.

a message.” She handed me an envelope

this?” I asked, inspecting the envelope for clues of the sender.

brought it.”

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I wondered what unexpected twist awaited me in that folded piece

unfolding the note, the scripted words hinted at Carlyle’s desire to talk and reconcile.

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

world.

place shrouded in the rumours of ancient love stories. Its serene atmosphere held

at first but had no choice later on after thinking about it and decided to go. The weight of mixed emotions pushed

which seemed to shimmer under the soft moonlight. The air carried an uncanny stillness as I approached 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

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

a growing unease. The moon, a silent witness to my impatience, cast its silvery glow over the garden. Suddenly, a peculiar mist began to weave

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 because my senses were beginning to weaken and the Enchanted Courtyard blurred into an

from the known world. The transition was both swift and surreal, as if I had stepped through a veil separating reality from the unknown. It didn’t take me anything to realize that

head, his curiosity evident. “Is it because of

guard, and I hesitated

little hurt. But we’ll be okay, won’t we?”

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to shield him from the complexities

for mine. “Mama,

than

tugged at my heart, and I couldn’t help but smile through the tears. “Thank you, my brave boy. Mama loves you

is at the door, Mama. He wants to talk to you,” Mason conveyed innocently, his

breath, grappling with conflicting emotions.

Can you go play for a little bit, sweetheart?” I

not understanding why I said that

With that, he scampered away, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the imminent conversation with Carlyle weighing heavily on my

a bunch of flowers which held a note which said,