Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 69

CARLYLE’S POV

In the soft light of day, I stood at the agreed meeting spot according to the note with a sense of anticipation mingling with determination. This place, known for its tranquil beauty, had been witness to countless rendezvous and tender moments beneath the sun’s warmth. But today, there was an unsettling absence -an ominous one.

I scanned the area, my eyes searching for any sign of Donnie. The gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, adding a whispering soundtrack to the scene.

Glancing at my watch, I felt the urgency of the situation. Years of leadership had sharpened my instincts, urging me to remain vigilant. Despite following the route to this rendezvous point, there was no sign of Donnie, leaving me with a growing sense of unease.

Donnie’s non–appearance, though expected, punctuated the night with a poignant void. Now fully immersed in the clandestine dance of intrigue, I couldn’t ignore the unsettling nature of her absence. Something was wrong and I needed to figure it out as soon as possible as she could be in danger.

“I doubt that she’s here.” Said, Donald.

“I know, and that’s the more reason I’m so worried. With her character, she would definitely have. left if she waited too long without seeing me. She’s got not much of a chill.”

“You’re right on that. How do you intend to find her now that she’s not here?”

“I’ve tried tracing her sent but it feels like there’s something stopping me from knowing where the scent leads.”

Out of nowhere, a mysterious fog crept in, unwelcome and unsettling, distorting the familiar surroundings. My awareness sharpened as I cautiously moved through the ethereal mist, each step leading me further into unfamiliar territory.

As the mist thickened, distorting the edges of perception, my surroundings morphed into ant otherworldly tableau. The boundary between the tangible and the ethereal blurred, casting shadows that danced with the whispers of uncertainty.

In the ephemeral realm created by the mysterious mist, I felt a chill in the air—an arcane premonition that Donnie’s absence was not merely a result of circumstance but a carefully. orchestrated act.

“Are you okay?” Donald asked. From the looks of it, he didn’t seem to be affected by the mist. I tried to tell him what was going on with me, but it felt like there was some force that suddenly had my mouth zipped.

Determined and resolute, I pressed on, refusing to be deterred by the mysterious puzzle before him. With each step, I was driven by a relentless resolve to uncover the truth hidden within the mist. The sun, a steadfast observer of the unfolding events, bathed the surroundings in a golden hue as I ventured further into the riddle that had swallowed Donnie whole.

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After so many trials, I couldn’t get anything and before I knew it, everything was normal around me once again.

“What happened just now I asked Donald,

“Nothing special, Carl. Just that you were suddenly acting weird.”

“Wasn’t there a mist just now?”

on my shoulder to see

might have happened to Donnie.

fast”

thorough search for Donnie. The whole squad, sworn to protect the pack’s interests,

in hushed tones and through mind–links, a silent symphony of cooperation echoing. The search squad moved like shadows, their senses attuned to

a staging ground for the covert operation. Flanked by the dedicated members of his pack, I moved with the precision of a strategic mind navigating the intricacies of

answer

Donnie’s safety echoing in each thud. The minutes stretched into hours, a test of patience

whispered secrets but

horizon, casting shadows that heralded the coming night, the truth became clear–we still had no clue where Donnie was. Despite our thorough search under the cover

was greeted with another bad news as if ive not had enough that day. Mason’s nanny greeted me with a somber expression, her usually cheerful demeanor overshadowed by

Carlyle, there’s something you need to know,” she began, her voice trembling with apprehension.

Delillah? What’s wrong?” I asked, my voice barely above

Mason,” she replied, her words heavy with emotion: “He’s running a high fever, and I’m afraid it’s gotten worse throughout

of panic coursing through my veins. In that moment, the weight of the world seemed to crash

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with the urgent need to

thoughts and fears. Questions tumbled through my mind like loose debris in a storm, each one more pressing than the last. How high was his fever? Was it something serious? Would he

that mattered was getting to Mason, ensuring his safety and well–being above all else. I haven’t found Donnie yet, and I can’t risk anything bad happening

rushed out the door, my heart pounding in my chest like a drumbeat of dread. Arriving at the pack hospital, I walked through the maze of

with each step bringing me closer to the truth

sterile scent of antiseptic assaulting my senses as I pushed open the door. And there he was, my precious boy, lying pale and still against the stark white sheets of

of the hospital room. But despite the

his hand in mine, I whispered words of reassurance, willing him to find strength

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tempered by concern, I approached the healers with a mixture

I inquired, my voice a low rumble echoing the weight

my gaze. “Alpha, we’re doing our best. Mason’s condition is unusual, and

was

energy is being drained, but there’s no obvious source or ailment. We’ve called upon spiritual healers to explore any supernatural aspects that may be at

takes to find out what’s

on a mystical aspect, added, “We’re performing a thorough spiritual cleansing to ensure there are no lingering effects.

gratitude mingled with impatience. “Keep

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you don’t want to lose your heads. Mason is the future of this pack, and I can’t afford

strength. The healers resumed

telling me what to