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?”

he placed his hand on my shoulder to see if I was okay as I briefed him about what happened.

is more than ordinary. Something wild might have happened to Donnie.

fast”

The whole squad, sworn to protect the

conveyed in hushed tones and through mind–links, a silent symphony of cooperation echoing. The search squad moved like shadows, their senses attuned to every rustle of leaves, every faint sound that could lead them to Donnie’s whereabouts.

the precision of a strategic

answer

synced with the rhythm of the night, an unspoken plea for Donnie’s safety echoing in each thud. The minutes stretched into hours, a test of

whispered secrets

became clear–we still had no clue where Donnie was. Despite our thorough search under the cover of night,

had enough that day. Mason’s nanny greeted me with a somber expression, her usually

to know,” she began, her

a sense of worry. “What is it, Delillah? What’s wrong?”

emotion: “He’s running a high fever, and I’m afraid it’s gotten

surge of panic coursing through my veins. In that moment, the weight of

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to be by his

like loose debris in a storm, each one more pressing than the last. How high was his fever? Was it something serious? Would he be okay? How exactly did

the details, her words became a blur, lost in the chaos of my racing thoughts. All that mattered was getting to Mason, ensuring his safety and well–being above all

and 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 corridors with a sense of purpose that

like an eternity with each step bringing me closer to the

his room, the 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

form engulfed by the enormity of the hospital room. But despite the fear and uncertainty that gripped me, one thing remained clear: I would do anything,

willing him to find strength

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by concern, I approached the healers with a mixture

low rumble echoing the weight of my worry.

years of experience, met my gaze. “Alpha, we’re doing our best. Mason’s condition

He was perfectly fine until today.

his words carefully. “We’re not. entirely sure yet. It’s as if his energy is being drained, but

tightened at the mention of supernatural elements. “Do whatever it takes to find out what’s affecting him. Mason is

healers exchanged glances, sensing my underlying distress. Another healer, focusing on a mystical aspect, added, “We’re performing a thorough spiritual cleansing to ensure there are no lingering

“Keep me informed, and

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don’t want to lose your heads. Mason is the

the pack’s strength. The healers resumed their efforts, driven by

I got a note telling me what to do to