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.

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

the tears. “Thank you,

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

took a deep breath, grappling with conflicting

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

reluctantly, not understanding why I

you need me.” With that, he scampered away, leaving me alone. with

me a bunch of flowers which held a note which said, “Let’s talk. There’s no

which seemed to carry an unspoken invitation, urging me to consider the conversation Carlyle sought.

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

flowers, I struggled with whether to confront Carlyle or simply avoid

I e told her to stop doing whenever

my presence.

handed me an envelope which

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

guard brought

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opened the mysterious note. I wondered what unexpected twist awaited

scripted words hinted at Carlyle’s desire to talk and

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

world.

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

after thinking about it and decided to go. The weight of mixed emotions pushed me to consider facing

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

desolate. No one was in sight or

breath as there was still no sign of life except for my presence. The distant rustle of leaves

entangled with 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 through the air, rising

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

midst of uncertainty, the mist became much more thicker, whisking me away 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

his curiosity evident. “Is it because of Alpha Carlyle?”

off guard, and I hesitated before

a little hurt. But we’ll be okay,

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to shield him from

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

than

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

talk to you,” Mason

a deep breath,

go play for a little bit, sweetheart?” I suggested, offering him a reassuring

nodded reluctantly, not understanding why I said that to

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

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