Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 84

CARLYLE’S POV

It was weekend and the first weekend in a long time that he was free. Thinking about something fun to do, he decided to spend time with his mate and son on an outing out of the pack’s territory.

A glimmer of excitement sparked within me as I contemplated how to make the most of this precious time.

The decision was clear an outing beyond the familiar confines of the pack’s territory. A chance to revel in the simple joys of togetherness with my mate and our son. The prospect of a day filled with laughter, shared moments, and the warmth of family brought a genuine smile to my face.

Approaching Donnie, a twinkle sparked in my eye, mirroring the anticipation building within.

“How about we take advantage of this free weekend and go on a little adventure? Just the three of

1. us.

Her eyes lit up with a warmth that mirrored my own, and the excitement reverberated through our shared gaze but it suddenly turned sour.

“Are you sure about this?” She asked and I could tell right away that she was scared of her safety and

Mason as the times were turbulent.

“Of course, I am. Trust me, I’ll keep harm at arms length from you and Mason. Trust me.” I assured her.

“You see, I missed out on these things in the years of being away from me. Now, I want to be of everything in your lives- yours and Mason’s. Thus could be considered a turning point for everyone. No regrets, no anger.” I added, trying to convince her.

part

I’ll go get prepared.” She said and I placed a light kiss on her

us with wide–eyed curiosity and I broke

champ, Dad is taking you out on for fun today.”

eat icecream again. Mama promised me the lady time we went.” He jumped around happily, ready for whatever awaited us

landscapes. The air outside the pack’s territory carried a different energy, an unexplored canvas inviting us to create new

or the simple

became our impromptu haven. The

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cozy circle, Donnie, Mason, and I shared a bounty of snacks and laughter. Mason, filled. with youthful exuberance, regaled us with tales of his latest adventures within the pack. His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he described the mischief he and his friends had gotten into at the pack academy.

and I exchanged knowing glances, savoring the simple joy of parenthood. The discussion seamlessly transitioned to more

you think about the recent changes in the pack?” I inquired, the openness of the meadow fostering an

what

you began putting your mind to it.”

warm glow across the landscape

bond deepened through the exchange of words, fostering a

day waned, the meadow retained the echoes of our laughter, discussions, and shared moments. Our outing became not just a respite from the routine but a canvas upon which the hues of

its ropes swaying gently in the breeze. The infectious laughter of our son filled the air as he excitedly ran towards the swing. his

a catalyst for light–hearted banter and playful communication. Mason, suspended in mid–air with each push, giggled with unrestrained. delight. The rhythm of the swing set the tone

to this meadow?” my mate reminisced, her

on my lips. “Time flies, doesn’t it? It feels like

son, still enthralled by the motion of the swing, interjected

contemplative subjects. We spoke of dreams and aspirations, the shared visions