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?”

wasn’t. Did something happen?” he placed his hand on my shoulder to see

Something wild might have happened to Donnie. We

fast”

quiet but thorough search for Donnie. The whole squad, sworn to protect the pack’s interests, joined the nocturnal quest without

a silent symphony of cooperation echoing. The search squad moved like shadows, their senses attuned to every rustle of

pack, I moved with the precision of a strategic mind navigating the intricacies of a battlefield. Every corner, every secluded space was scrutinized, each

answer

echoing in each thud. The minutes

evening air whispered secrets but divulged no clues.

sun dipped towards the horizon, casting shadows that heralded the coming night, the truth became clear–we still had no clue

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

you need to know,” she began, her voice trembling with

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

with emotion: “He’s running a high fever, and

son. The very thought of him in distress sent a surge of panic coursing through my veins. In that moment, the weight of the world seemed to crash down

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with the urgent need to be

mind racing with a million 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 be okay? How

of my racing thoughts. All that mattered was getting to Mason, ensuring his safety and well–being above all

urgency that bordered on desperation, I gathered my things and rushed out the door, my heart pounding in my chest like a drumbeat of dread. Arriving at the pack hospital, I

eternity with each step bringing me closer to the truth that awaited me at Mason’s

room, the sterile scent of antiseptic assaulting my senses as I pushed open the door. And there he was, my precious boy, lying pale

sight of him, his small form engulfed by the enormity of the hospital room. But despite the fear and

mine, I whispered words of reassurance, willing him

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the

is he?” I inquired, my voice a low

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

was perfectly fine until

before responding, choosing his words carefully. “We’re not. entirely sure yet. It’s as if his 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

whatever it takes to find out what’s affecting him. Mason is resilient; this sudden change 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 effects. We’ll update you as soon as we have

impatience. “Keep

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

at play, threatening the very core of the pack’s strength. The healers resumed their efforts, driven by a shared determination to restore Mason to his vibrant self, while I continued to

a note telling me what to do to