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?”

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

have

fast”

for Donnie. The whole squad, sworn to protect the pack’s interests, joined the nocturnal quest without arousing the pack’s suspicions.

orders were 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

the covert operation. Flanked by the dedicated members of his pack, I moved with the precision

answer

safety echoing in each

evening air whispered secrets but divulged no clues.

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 of night, the mystery

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

know,” she began, her voice

“What is it, Delillah? What’s wrong?” I asked, my voice barely above a

replied, her words heavy with emotion: “He’s running a high fever, and I’m afraid

thought of him in distress sent a surge of panic coursing through my veins. In that moment, the weight of the world seemed

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debris in a storm, each one more pressing than the last. How high was his fever? Was

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 else. I haven’t found Donnie yet, and I can’t risk anything bad happening to

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

felt like an eternity with each step bringing me closer to the truth that awaited me at

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

form engulfed by the enormity of the hospital room. But despite the fear and uncertainty

of reassurance, willing him to

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tempered by concern, I approached the healers with a

my voice a low rumble

experience, met my gaze. “Alpha, we’re doing our best. Mason’s condition is unusual, and we’re trying different approaches to

furrowed. “Unusual? He was perfectly fine until

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

elements. “Do whatever it takes to find out what’s affecting him. Mason is resilient; this

healer, focusing on a mystical aspect, added, “We’re performing a thorough spiritual cleansing to ensure there

impatience. “Keep me informed, and do everything in your

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to lose your heads. Mason is the future of this pack,

unsettling feeling that something profound was at play, threatening the very core of the pack’s strength. The healers resumed their efforts, driven by a

got a note telling me what to do to